We selected, random teams For after-school baseball games. Trying to be moral as a courtroom judge, We made certain all, who came to play, Would play. One captain chose And then the other... The best, of course, were taken first, The least were last, Which always was how teams were picked... Though not, perhaps most sensitive, It was the only way we knew. And teams, it turned out, balanced well. Of course, the one who was picked last, He batted last, Because he was the surest out And played right field, The place where fewest balls were hit. And we, unseemly, Groaned aloud, when he struck out, Or dropped a fly... A blatant hint, we'd all confess, That he should, after school, play chess.