I am a second baseman. People often shout my name. They always say I am up.

You say just one? That’s cute, good try, but once I crunch, your hand will fly. You grab another, to dip with glee, a sudden split, and now there’s two sad bits of me.

I'm bald and fat and shed greases. I've proclivities interspecies. I give gratitude, with a threesome most lewd, In front of your nephews and nieces.

To end a phrase you might need me You should also have these if you want a baby A finality an end, a dot if you dare Can also leave a stain in your white underwear

I had a meeting with a king, I ask a mage what do I bring. He told me rather puzzling, the things that I should do and bring. The message was confused to me, I'm sure that is plain to see. Instead of acting properly, I brought a large chunk of a tree