Bøger af Hal Pollock

It was early one clear morningWhen I looked up in the sky,And I could swear I sawA tiny baseball whizzing by.Can't be, I said to no one there,A ball in outer space? Then I recalled the legendAnd a smile came to my face. In the ancient town of Monsterville,You'll hear it constantly;The story of the greatest gameIn monster history.