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Just A Little Boy
He stands at the plate with heart pounding fast The bases are loaded, the die has been cast. Mom and Dad cannot help him; he stands alone A hit at this moment would send the team home. The ball meets the plate, he swings and he misses. There's a groan from the crowd, with some boos and some hisses. A thoughtless voice cries: "Strike out the bum!" Tears fill his eyes; the game is no longer fun. So open your heart and give him a break, For it's moments like this, a man you can make. Keep this in mind when you hear someone forget, He's just a little boy, and not a man yet.