Sunday Morning at The Ralph

Since the best part of waking up
is beers after beers in your cup
Stadium Dave now runs amuck
It’s 9 AM and burgers are grilling
Standing over flaming trash barrels
Fighting dehydration drinking chili
kicking rocks and dropping passes
Scaring foolish parents’ children
Grown male nipples out on display
as the snowstorm keeps falling
on the thousands that gathered
in uniforms of flesh or cotton
Color code is red white and blue
Made to shout one song they scream
not quite in unison but all so obscene
In Trent we trust, In EJ we trust
FredEx Delivers, T.O. in the B-Lo
But do you billieve in Fitzmagic?
It’s party til’ kickoff in a parking lot

Ralph

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