Twas the Night Before Football!

[Fleezoid]

Yet again. I was thinking about not doing this again, but I was inspired. So, here it is.....

 

Twas the night before football, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The craft beer was chilling, in the cooler with care,

In the hopes that Bills football soon would be there.

 

The players were all nestled, by curfew in bed,

while visions of Super Bowls, danced in their heads.

Some mama in her G-string, and I in my thong,

Drank too much tequila, 'till the night was long gone.

 

When out in the den, there arose such a clatter.

I sprang from my bed, to see what was the matter.

Away to the couch, I stumbled and tripped,

grabbed the remote, and cursed when it slipped.

 

The sun on the blades, of the fresh painted lawn,

Gave luster of football, the waiting was gone.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,

A powerhouse team, and Bills Mafia with beer.

 

With Hard Knocks complete, the head coach surely relieved,

He barks to his team, it is time to Billieve.

More tenacious than Ravens, his warriors they came,

He whistled, clapped, and shouted their names...

 

Now Josh, Now James, Now Khalil and Dion,

On Bosa, on Benford, on Bernard and Rousseau,

To the top of the hill, to be crowned a new king,

Just prove it to all, and go grab that damn ring!!

 

 

Edited 3 hours ago by Fleezoid

[Goin Breakdown]

Now go make the cartoon!!

[Fleezoid]

8 minutes ago, Goin Breakdown said:

Now go make the cartoon!!

 

I don't think it's kid friendly. besides, I think I've hit my creative ceiling.

[Goin Breakdown]

13 minutes ago, Fleezoid said:

 

I don't think it's kid friendly. besides, I think I've hit my creative ceiling.

Well done sir

[Rew]

2 hours ago, Fleezoid said:

Yet again. I was thinking about not doing this again, but I was inspired. So, here it is.....

 

Twas the night before football, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The craft beer was chilling, in the cooler with care,

In the hopes that Bills football soon would be there.

 

The players were all nestled, by curfew in bed,

while visions of Super Bowls, danced in their heads.

Some mama in her G-string, and I in my thong,

Drank too much tequila, 'till the night was long gone.

 

When out in the den, there arose such a clatter.

I sprang from my bed, to see what was the matter.

Away to the couch, I stumbled and tripped,

grabbed the remote, and cursed when it slipped.

 

The sun on the blades, of the fresh painted lawn,

Gave luster of football, the waiting was gone.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,

A powerhouse team, and Bills Mafia with beer.

 

With Hard Knocks complete, the head coach surely relieved,

He barks to his team, it is time to Billieve.

More tenacious than Ravens, his warriors they came,

He whistled, clapped, and shouted their names...

 

Now Josh, Now James, Now Khalil and Dion,

On Bosa, on Benford, on Bernard and Rousseau,

To the top of the hill, to be crowned a new king,

Just prove it to all, and go grab that damn ring!!

 

 

Thank you!  Seeing this year after year gives warm fuzzies.

[Nephilim17]

I hope it feels like Xmas and not Halloween. The injuries have me spooked.

[The Firebaugh Kid]

I look forward to this every year thank you brother! Go Bills