the venditte effect
You would be so beautiful If you weren't so bitter What happened in life That caused you to wither? And your light inside To slowly dim? What happened to make Your outlook so grim? When did you lose sight Of who you are? My Sista-Queen You are a star That fell from heaven Not by chance But by destiny You were meant to dance To shimmer and shine Like gold-colored glitter And have the grace Of a switch pitcher Like Pat Venditte on the mound So calm and so cool That MLB had to Create a new rule! Simona A. Brinson
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