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Come gather 'round Mets fans
From your office or home
And admit that Minaya
Has reaped the seeds he has sewn
He must sign someone soon
They all will be gone.
If your GM job
Is worth savin'
Then you better start biddin'
Or find a new home
The news- hungry fans are awaitin’.
There were hitters and pitchers
And even help for the pen
Keep your eyes open wide
The chance won't come again
Its never too soon
For you to jump right on in.
And there's no tellin' who
Is just gamin'.
For the late loser now
Won’t necessarily win
The free agent crop is abatin'.
Come all fat cat agents
Please take his call
These frequent delays
Drive Mets fans up the wall
Even guys who were hurt
We’ll take them all
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
We want good news on the back page
Instead of a pall.
The news- hungry fans are awaitin’.
C’mon Fred and his father
Give Omar a hand
And don't short change us
Who fill the grandstand
His actions so far
Have been annoyingly bland
This whole story’s
Rapidly agin'.
Please admit that you blew it
And end Omar’s command
For the free agent crop’s still abatin'.
Make him draw lines in the sand
Say "this offer’s the last.
If you don’t sign it now
I’ll bid elsewhere fast".
Or even make a smart trade
The order is
Weak hitter laden'.
And if you don’t do it now
Then it will be your ass
And your job you’ll be a changin'.
Later
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