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PostHeaderIcon Tiger Poem From 1961–Still Applies

Tiger, Tiger burning bright
In the ballparks of the night.
Your pitching’s fair, your field adroit
So why no pennants for Detroit?
You start out brave with each new year
With stalwart hearts that know no fear.
Then from on high, while sitting pretty
You blow four games to Kansas City.
The Cleveland Indians go to work
They beat you good; so does New York
When Boston adds a mortal blow
All you can shout is “Look out below.”
Amid the heated pennant race
You fight to cling to seventh place.
Tiger, Tiger burning bright
In the ballparks of the night
Someday the fans will get their fill
And ship the team to Louisville.

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