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The Dirt Devil
The day the dirt devil arrived
Kids gathered in the old sandlot diamond.
Sweat and heat rising from the grit
The ball spiraling through the glowing haze
Strike two! was tossed into the wind.
Dirt began to swirl
Players squinted and coughed
As a sudden dirt devil appeared on the pitcher’s mound
Swirling a pitch into the rotating, twisting dust,
Strike three, you're OUT! the ump billowed!
And the dirt devil vanished from sight!