An ee cummings Poem For Royals Fans

Anyone Lived in a Pretty Cow Town

anyone lived in a pretty cow town
(with up so floating many baseballs down)
spring summer, but not autumn or winter
Trey sang his didn't he danced his did

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for the bullpen not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain--and too much pain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved the relievers more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
we laughed our joy we cried our grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to us

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then) they
said their nevers they got picked off first base

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
how bad last season truly was)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss Slugger's face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more, but only to the warning track
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit to go 18-11 again.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn, but not  winter or spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain--and too much pain. 

[Based on an ee cummings poem, such as this.]