A FAN'S DIARY.
He's a holy show as manager, as I said from the first;
You've got to hand it to him as the one and only worst.
You've got to hand it to him as the one and only worst.
(October First.)
Hurrah! the season's over, and I'm glad the race is past.
I know we finished in the rut this year, a hopeless last.
We didn't do a blooming thing but hit the chutes and slump;
But NEXT year keep your eye on us—we'll be there from the jump.
Hurrah! the season's over, and I'm glad the race is past.
I know we finished in the rut this year, a hopeless last.
We didn't do a blooming thing but hit the chutes and slump;
But NEXT year keep your eye on us—we'll be there from the jump.
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