Epic Poem Pick For The Super Bowl

[Blackpool]

By Jim Behrle | February 3, 2012

When Yahweh created the USA
She put two towns four hours away
And in the sports they'd always play
Until everyone was sick of hearing about them.

Boston with its chowder, New York with its cocaine
Had a belligerent rivalry to maintain.
Boston had a strangler, New York, a son of Sam
And all the other cities stopped giving a damn.

Four cold dark years ago
They met in a southwest state that has no soul.
And because the Patriots stopped taping practices
They got defeated, the Giants kicked their Assesses...

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