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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This is the third in a trilogy of steeler poems and while it is good on its own.I really had fun with this one. All three need read for the full story to be told. Oh they have won the Superbowl It's what I said would be The Seahawks wings were clipped Now we can laugh, hee hee I am so excited I want to give a cry The Steelers won the Superbowl They did it on the fly Now a wildcard was their fate No chance to win at all At least that's what the experts said This trip came with a fall. First off would be the Bengals These cats would show their claws They almost won the game But we showed up their flaws There quarterback would stumble He'd have to leave the game Without him they were lost Without him they were lame Next would be the colts Which was the favorite team They thundered with their hooves Each game they played was lean This did not faze these men Who'd tame and brake these colts No one would stop these guys Will Ben through thunderbolts Two games they played that day As the refs played dirty pool But they would not be stopped Oh they would win this duel It almost did not happen As the bus would lose the ball But Ben would make an awesome save With that they'd win it all Now Denver came up next But they'd fall like all before These broncos would be busted Then wipped til they were sore Now that's how they arrived To play in the big game They brought home number five Now we're not quite the same The Bus now has retired To the hall of fame he's bound Now Ward won MVP He play this game quite sound Big Ben was not his best Still though he won the game The youngest to do so This year none will complain With that I'll end this poem It's been a great great ride I hope to see it come again So we can tan some hide.
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