For the pitchers and catchers in camp,
The mornings are chilly and damp.
For players brought up from the farm,
Noon is both sunny and warm.
For the weary and crippled old vet,
We are sad the sun will soon set.
For all it's the season to dream
Of hot summer days with the team.
May the snows soon all melt away
For the fans waiting for opening day.
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