The Knicks' Victory
I’m in a slight poetic fix,
For surely it’s expected
That I will write about the Knicks
Or else be disrespected.
See, for me, this team is local
So my loyalty is due,
Though no cheering, loud and vocal,
From my voice will come on through.
I’ll watch tennis games for hours
And some baseball here and there,
But it’s not within my powers,
Citing basketball, to care.
Still, to hear a drought has ended,
Fifty-three long years of thirst,
Revelry must be extended
As that pent-up joy’s dispersed.
New York City’s set and ready
For the ticker-tape parade
And the sky will rain confetti,
All poetic doubts to fade.
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