The Super Bowl
The supermarket carts are filled
With chips and dips and beer
To celebrate the Super Bowl
Which comes but once a year.
They’ll play in Minneapolis
Where it’s just three degrees,
But luckily the stadium’s
Indoors, so they won’t freeze.
I’m rooting for the Eagles
In the mem’ry of a friend
And because it’s time their zero wins
In Super Bowls should end.
As kick-off time approaches
We’ll all settle down to watch
And tomorrow there’ll be lots of belts
Made looser by a notch.
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