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The Red Well-Read Reader

Story 231

A Balk
If a pitcher were to commit a balk and
then, at the ump, in mock disbelief gawk
and backtalk – the fans might say: Take a
walk !

Then, e•jec•ted, off the mound the pitcher would
stalk.

Story 232
Whose Fault?

It’s not my fault, said fat boy Walt,
That I can neither jump or vault,
For I am unable to halt
My craving for spices like salt,
And sugar, especially in malt.

Story 233
The Schmaltzy Waltz

Debra Walts said to herself, “I enjoy music that’s lively, not
schmaltz! So why did I dance all night to schmaltz like the
Tennessee Waltz ? Now my feet must be soaked in Epsom
salts.”

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