Sunday, February 5, 2017

The Country Wide Handball Club

by Norman D. Heil visit him at: https://normanstoriesblog.wordpress.com/author/normanstoriesblog/

The Bronco Bulls, were nobody's fools
as they charged across the field.
Patriotic, it seemed, they were living the dream
as the Titans great Giants they killed.
From the Sea the Hawks came
chasing the Cardinals like flame
is to a moth; I've not forgot
the great Eagle that came.
Our Skins became red, for the Falcons, they bled
our arms- upon which they found their homestead.
A jet black Bengal Tiger came from the east
to eat Duck-billed animals, to woe was the feast.
At least while in water, that great big old Tiger
could eat Dolphins as she was not pleased.
There is no safe haven, so now came the Raven
to eat what was left of the Chief.
'Till the Jaguars appeared, Armageddon drew near
when the Raiders upturned every leaf.
They will Steel from the Texans, who just should have left them
alone in the desert without any weapons.
True Buccaneers, they will take to the seas,
bronze chandeliers, that are thicker than thieves.
'Till the Panthers leap down, from their perch up above;
the Saints will come climbing the flowers like doves.
Forty-Nine times pinching black powder rights here
where now the Cowboys, do you see them appear?
Lions like Bears to eat, good in the winter.
Now that's all the teams, to retrace how we got here.

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