Because There Was A Kickoff
I lost my punter
My end zone was unknown
Tight ends got as loose as my mind.
I was challenged for the play
she gave me a goal and a smile
I knew I would get an extra kick
I was love sick
My end zone was unknown
My goal as a hunter.
poem by John Shea
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