Roaring Came Pouring Out
Will remember when all of the roaring,
Always came out and would be pouring,
While waving;
Winning craving;
Team they favored had started scoring.
Seahawks last ditched effort did not
make it. Oh, well. There is always a
next new year.
Jim Horn
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