Food Or Football? Poem by C.T. Massie

Food Or Football?

As he catches the ball and makes a move
He has a look in his eye, like there's something to prove.
He runs down juking defenders.
But all he really wants is a platter of chicken tenders.
He jumps into the endzone, and everyone knows; now he's in his groove.

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