The neighbor kid broke my window
With his baseball—again
I'm sorry, `cause he's got no Dad
These last two years
Creep was beaten to death
Behind a bar down-street
I didn't like him
But it's tough on the kid
So I'll give him a break
Just his pitching arm
Maybe he learns
Faster than his old man

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Conditioning by Michael D. Turner
originally published May 15, 2009