Nice poem, but it strikes me more of an Irishku (i.e. Limerick)There once was a lass from GeorgiaWho thought burgers were good for yaThe more that she ateThe inevitable her fateShe soon couldn’t fit through the foyerI look forward to your next one.
Clearly I wasn't braining very well that day.
hey, 9-3 beats 8-4, any way you rhyme it.
Good thing we're not playing a 12 game schedule anymore!
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