Super Bowl
Hey, hey, Diddle, Diddle
Big run up the middle.
They won in over time by two.
With the Super Bowl win
Dinner is a Prime Rib.
Lose, cold humble pie and stewe.
Entered in the Brian Strand poetry contest.
#1178. 1/30/23
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2023
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