A ball, a bat and a boy named Mat

A ball

A bat

A boy named Mat

Never once did Mat

Truly love that ball or that bat

He could hit a homerun

And too others that was fun

But Mat hated to run

Day after day his Dad

Made him play, hitting with the bat

Going whack, whack, whack

Then one day, just before he was going to save the game,

Mat heard something that went rappity tap, tap.

The sound was amazing

Making his heart thumb like crazy

Taking off his cap

Dropping both his

Ball and his bat

Trading in his cleats

He buys some sticks

And learns the beats

Now he goes

Rappity tap, tap,

Completely forgetting about the sounds

Whack, whack, whack.