WOLVERINE KARMA
WESTERN MICHIGAN GOES HA
LOST TO IOWA
The crowd stomped, the crowd screamed, PUT IN FORD!
The coach screamed, PUT IN FORD!, the crowd ROARED!
Hail Mary saved the day,
Ford fifteen feet away...
Fate ignored, Ford got floored, never SCORED!
We used eggroll wrappers
to make the best
taco beef
with fried cheese
and three cheese
cassorole
delisious
topped with crush doretos and shredded cheese.
tomato sauce dripping
teasing the hungriest persons imagineation
a dish for people
who like delious food!
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He lacked concern for
the people who wished to use the flute!
I sent my Giant Incain Monster
to deal with his foolishness
as he refused to wipe off
the mouthpiece!"
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written by: Professor Jerga de Feriantes
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She may
have won
but she
still lost
control
of her
own bowels
and
endangered
so many
others
all for
the love
of
sports.
Note: That nasty Hyrox lady should have been disqualified.
In this age of greed and weed
~ so much fun to watch America bleed
Intelligent answers
Come from intelligent
Question
Might I mention
That's an undisputed
Claim
One is one
Unless divided
That's the way it
Is ain't no time
For foolish games
Do wop auh we-we
It calculated
Worry about the
Whole part
Stop worrying
Bout me
Down to the wire
Down to the last
Minute ah champion
Proud and tall
A man
For ah World to see
Do my best go out there
And exploit the tension
Science majors, and grapplers
Compliment me
Hold my trophy high
For the world
To see
Excited bout the night
I defend my title
Boo's and jeers greet me
But there is some who
Appreaces championship
Quality
Theres a lot of fans cheering
For me
His wealth and notarity
Talents line up
Too face me
Got that rizz
Something about me
Ya'll come down and see me
I'll do my
Ooh
Do my
Auh she muh golly ooh
Do my
Ooh do wop ooh auh
Do my
Auh she muh gallie
Muh dew
A summer of smiles, a paradise of play,
lively, lighthearted laughter, each delirious day -
I clobbered all contenders in ping-pong.
I sought and I seized every fly ball in the field
in the picturesque park where I wheeled.
The charms of childhood’s recreation revealed -
I reach back and recall a sweet summer song.
When I walk,
beneath my feet,
the road begins to sound.
I listen
to the music of the road.
When I walk,
beneath my feet,
the road begins to dance.
I move my feet
to the rhythm of its dance.
When I walk,
beneath my feet,
a map of the road takes shape
.
I scatter myself
across the map of the road.
I want to play
with the road.
Hungry map
It gobbles up
my body.
Golf loving Paddy from sunny Glambole
was truly a gentle fun-loving soul
but he was a big bloke,
he took a well-aimed stroke
Sara the caddy yelled "wrong hole, wrong hole”
HIGHWAY ROBBERY
BRONCOS HAD A VICTORY
NO SAYS REFEREE
I’m watching the Open,
(To me, such a treat!)
Surprised to see every
Unoccupied seat.
The weather is iffy -
There’s been lots of rain.
Perhaps that is why
Empty seats still remain.
Of course, it’s a work day,
With kids back in school,
And sneaking away
Maybe isn’t so cool.
But I don’t regret
That I’m watching from home,
A comfortable place
To be writing this poem.
It’s nice to see sports
Where the action is made,
Though the travel and cost
Make TV a fair trade.
A 'pre' fight rhymed quote couplet atypical of the sporting 'g o a t '(greatestofalltime) of the 70's boxing era .
Juan bought seats for the pickleball tourney
Sonia was glad to go on their journey
Juan showed her his paddle
She made it go ‘twaddle’
Sonia was pleased, said ~ 'Seems you prefer me'
Our nation’s reputation is already scuffed
The chunter as another punter got duffed
Generation.. blunter advice have rebuffed
Latest sensation of vice Root not chuffed
Spice not once but thrice & chests puffed
No VIP pass in the splice should be stuffed
ECB still choosing Key as yet again fluffed
Are accusing Rob the knob’s gob we huffed
Stokes an a*se blokes boozing not snuffed
Trite this sh*te will be alright they bluffed
A farce losing Brydon Carse as got cuffed
A toilet is my peaceful place,
Where I can just sit and hide my face,
I can sit and relax and read my news paper,
Sit and read about the recent news capers.
Then when I finished my business I realize there is only one sheet,
So I sit there thinking on that cold hard seat,
Then finally it comes to me, I'll use the sports page from my daily news sheet!!
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