The N.F.L. is in mid-season,
Bodies and minds are pumped up again.
There will be blood, sweat and tears,
Amidst great pleasure and the pain.
N.F.L. greats are flexing their muscles,
Their season is the arduous kind.
Pound for pound the N.F.L. hits,
With a force that staggers the mind.
The precision of the blocking and routes,
Makes a coach smile with pride.
The glory goes to quarterbacks,
Thanks to the spirit that never died.
The players will give it their best,
Greatness is the N.F.L. dream.
Will they convert their third downs,
The N.F.L. fan cheers on his team.
Bodies and minds are pumped up again.
There will be blood, sweat and tears,
Amidst great pleasure and the pain.
N.F.L. greats are flexing their muscles,
Their season is the arduous kind.
Pound for pound the N.F.L. hits,
With a force that staggers the mind.
The precision of the blocking and routes,
Makes a coach smile with pride.
The glory goes to quarterbacks,
Thanks to the spirit that never died.
The players will give it their best,
Greatness is the N.F.L. dream.
Will they convert their third downs,
The N.F.L. fan cheers on his team.
WAYNE MANNION
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