A WEIRDLY HOMOEROTIC POETRY MASH-UP in which every instance of the word “love” is replaced with “Boston Red Sox Hall of Fame Player Carlton Fisk” in this poem:

“And know you not,” says Boston Red Sox Hall of Fame Catcher Carlton Fisk, “who bore the blame?”
“My dear, then I will serve.”
“You must sit down,” says Boston Red Sox Hall of Fame Catcher Carlton Fisk, “and taste my meat.”
So I did sit and eat.

(Via kottke)