Still another poem Ernie and I wrote

Oh, Lord,
Direct their batting eyes!
Oh, Lord,
May he hit one!
Oh, Lord,
May he hit safely!
Oh, Lord,
May he hit
It out of the lot!
Oh, Lord,
May he drive it
Clean over the fence!
Oh, Lord,
May they not see it!
Oh, Lord,
Don’t let them even
Catch a glimpse of it!
Oh, Lord,
May they fan!
Oh, Lord,
What does fourteen
To nothing mean?
I don’t know
Anything about this game!