A humorous take on being a rabid Steeler fan.
Begin the strive for the second five:
lets help big ben get Pittsburgh to ten.
It WON”T BE enough to just stop at SIX.
Two matching hands will be the DEMAND.
We won’t be greedy; SB three five allowed Dallas a thrill.
But Sunday at 10 left the desert a chill.
A fiercely onslaught to rival the past.
Once more we reveled as our Steelers kicked ASS.
A Proud STEELER NATION boisterous in quest,
As our Black N Gold gladiators took care of the rest.
As Monday dawn broke we were world champs once more;
But my drunk ASS didn’t see it, I continued to SNORE.
For as a fan from afar I was cheering so cheering so loud,
With a terrible towel on my head like a Shroud.
So lets all unite in our great quest once again;
forget about six, achieve a well balanced TEN.
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