A Silly Poem About Baseball Players

There was a man who had sat,
Sat at the bat
He wouldn't get up to his feet,
All he wanted was a treat,
The pitcher
Was quicker,
Not a nose-picker,
The umpire,
Was a liar,
Yes, his pants were on fire,
"Help, yes you at the bat,
Get some liquid, a vat!"
Then there was the pitcher,
He said he was quicker,
And without a snicker,
He grabbed a vat of water,
He poured it on the umpire,
Yes, the liar,
His pants were no longer on fire!
"Get up, yes you, the batter!"
"Oh, it doesn't matter!"
He performed the feat
Of bringing the treat,
The man got up,
All nice and neat
And the man swung the bat,
Yes, Him, the man who had sat!

I think it's very silly. After all, you can't be serious ALL the time, can you?