Songbirds can weather a squall
While Red Sox, when wet, slip and fall
And once skies are clear
The Rays bring no cheer
To the team that they’ve thrown a screwball
It once was a sport for the tough guys
Who could stand broken noses and black eyes
Now hockey sticks and stones
May break a man’s bones
But call him a name and he cries.
In Philly it ain’t always sunny
Nor are refs always right on the money
But the calls I find shady
Are the “hits” on Tom Brady
Flags will fly if you look at him funny
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