There was a great GM named Beane
Whose team he’d never actually seen.
When asked how he wins,
He nervously grins,
“Supersti– er, it’s my routine.”
Who did the Marlins just obtain?
Carl Pavano? Justin Wayne?
Mordecai and Graeme Lloyd?
That’s all that they could get for Floyd???
If Karp’s a Fish, I won’t complain,
But snaring less is just insane!
There is a third baseman named Eric
Whose glove has turned golden from ferric.
Though praises we sing
Of his powerful swing,
His walk rate is merely generic.
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