I Am a Baseball
I wonder why I get thrown and hit.
I hear cheering in the stands.
I see baseball players everywhere.
I want to be caught by someone in the stands.
I am angry because my friend bat always hits me.
I pretend I am a superhero.
I feel like a sponge.
I touch people when they hold me.
I understand why I am a ball.
I say, “Baseball is awesome!”
I dream of being in the MLB.
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