Gridiron Glory

Summer's nearly over, Fall's around the bend; Fire up the family grill, Football's back again! Call up Uncle Benny, Bring Aunt Lucy too; Don't forget the "doggies", We've got lots of brew! Popcorn's on the table, Burgers on the bun; "SHUT UP EVERYBODY!!" The game's just begun! Grandpa's on the sofa, Fiddlin' with his crotch; Grandma's in limbo, Staring at her watch! Benny's passin' gas, Aunt Lucy's joining in; We make a hasty exit, Departing from our den! In the living room we sit, Wrapped up in the game; Here comes Uncle Benny, With a rather silly claim! "They won't shut up talkin!" "Can I sit in here with you?" The game's gettin' good, Then grandpa walks in too! Between the fiddlin' and fartin', I think we're getting sick; Something's gotta happen, And it's gotta happen quick! A bar down the way, Alone on Maple Street; Halftime's nearly over, It's time to retreat! Among screaming fans, The QB throws a pass; It's football season, baby! Let's have ourselves a blast!