The Mad Duck - Poem by Ima Ryma
Alex Karras, as a young kid
Did join the high school football team,
So older brother, Teddy, did
Not further smack his self esteem,
Using him as a punching bag.
Football or else Teddy did say.
Alex thought football was a drag,
And Alex did not want to play.
But life with Teddy could be grim.
Football basics were kinda hard.
First day, the coach had to tell him
A jock strap is not a nose guard.
To football fame went The Mad Duck,
Ruffled feathers and gave a pluck.
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