Curse Of Cleveland Poem by August Sky

Cleveland
Land of Lake Erie
And lack of championships
Empty
As a new budget
Half hearted promises

My Browns
Champions of 64
But yet
Without a superbowl
Salt in an open
Wound annually

All hail
Tribe Chief Wahoo
48 was last seen
95 & 97 years of lost rings
93 wins of 05

King James
King of Cavaliers
King without a crown
Or team with nothing before
Two years he becomes like
Houdini

Fan of Cleveland
Faithful
Cupid never
Shows
Heart bleeds a color
Emptiness