Those Damn New England Patriots! Dedicated To Pastor Rick Flynn Poem by Joe Rosochacki

Buddy, a black lab, must’ve been a Dallas Cowboys fan,
He must’ve resented his owner shelling out $1800 for Super Bowl Tickets.
Buddy, he was not Leona Helmsley’s dog, not a silver spooned mutt,
He was an honest to God football fan,
That could bear the thought of Dallas being beaten again,
He wants New York Giants to beat New England Patriots kick them in their butt.
The courier slipped the tickets under the door per requested,
Buddy pounced on them like left tackle,
Chewed, mauled, ate them; they were partly ingested.
Vince Lombardi’s face disgraced,
By one dog,
Buddy spent the next two days and nights in the doghouse per se.
After the third day,
His owner forgave him and had his tickets replaced.
The Patriots have a lot of people and dogs rooting for the Giants, the underdogs,
So what if the Patriots are attempting to win their 4th super bowl in 7 years,
So what if the Patriots had a perfect regular season with 16 – 0,
So who knows?
Only God knows at this junction.
As long Janet Jackson doesn’t show up with a costume malfunction,
I shall keep you abreast of the situation;
Buddy’s owner will have a great time.
As for Buddy, Kibbles ‘n’ Bits and rawhide bone will do fine.

(2-3-2008)