The itsy-bitsy Seahawks
Flew up the water spout.
The one-yard line
Injected us with doubt.
Out came the sun
In San Francisco bay
And the itsy-bitsy Seahawks
Are champions today!
This poem is dedicated to Kenneth Walker III, the first running back in decades to win super bowl MVP.
Good things come when you run the ball.
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If you have not said
“Lozenge” today, try it out;
It’s a banger word.
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Aromatic plants
Cuddle with their families
Before reaping day.
Tiny baby rose
Has her petals scattered on
Your bedroom carpet.
When will peace return
And the wanton slaughter end?
Why not do your part?
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Haikus prove Japan
Thought of TikTok poetry
Way before the world.
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Lore drop: “No cap fam”
When said to boomers does not
Make them press F, chat.
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9:00 PM practice
Because people play better
After a long day
A candle popped over my head
As my epiphany did start:
Perhaps making that time machine
Turned out to not be smart.
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Government program
Accomplished its goals, and so
We’ll drop your taxes.
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There was a redhead from Seattle
Who beat the bad sheep in a battle.
Four teams had a chance
To ask Darnold to dance
And now they’ve all heard death’s rattle.
Two weeks from now we will play
An opponent much worse than LA.
We’ve found our new guy
So fly, Seahawks, fly!
(Unless Woolen somehow gets his way).
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“Greenland” is a name
That does not describe the place,
Like “United States”
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