5 Yards Short the Touch Down Pass
Just 5 yards short on that last touch down pass
And all I am left feeling
Is a tired old body lurching and creaking
Stalling for time on the rumor mill leaking
The fans have even begun speaking
That this maybe should be my final season
Unfortunately my performances being the reason
BUT
Who is willing to tell
Cinderella at her Prom
You are no longer the fairest of them all
Refer to the monitor on the wall
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