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Where in the World…? (Boys of Summer edition)

This week we’re upping the ante,

So you’d better get off your fanny.

No picture will be seen or heard,

You’ll have to go with just these words.

I’m a lefty, of glorious lore,

Just so you know, I do keep score.

I’m in a very public place,

So you better hurry, it’s a race.

It’s been said that I’m a joke,

That’s not true, it’s thegoat.

Two years ago I won the series,

Which ended all the endless drearies

A century was a long time to wait,

Here’s to opening the floodgates.

The boys of summer are almost done,

Quick now tell me, I’m the one.

 

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