The NFL Sonnet
Nobody can tell whether it matters or not
Because it does and it doesn’t
John Facenda had the voice
That always manly matters
He saw and read the poetry
But Facenda died and now it’s only
RAP and guys with guns and weed
In their cars late in the nightly tweet.
It doesn’t really matter at all
We can live without–
Without end zone dancing
And rhyming, nightclub shooting
I remember the Main Man
And all who played with him.
What are we talking about? The greatest NFL quarterback in history. And high tops!
Why I still have high tops. And why I’m still the greatest QB on the Internet.