For years the Ain’ts had no alibis
The bags on their heads told no lies
Then along came Payton and Brees
And victories piled up with ease
Now New Orleans is filled with “Who Dat?” cries
State hoops keeps stubbing its toe
How much lower can they go?
Wide open shots missed by many inches
Players throwing up and needing stitches
Might be down to one more year, Lowe
An elderly Boy Scout out of the blue
Teaches knots to a boy or two
Whittled a boat as a high schooler
Now he’s bought a 33-foot schooner
Oh Mo, now what will you do?
The Olympics getting ready to begin
With Costas’s hyperbole and creepy skin
Vancouver’s where they’ll ski and jump
NBC’s ratings will get quite a bump
Will you get emotionally invested again?
Sayid infected with black smoke?
A poison pill after a hot iron poke?
Kate chasing Sawyer around
Jin trying to hunt Sun down
Claire’s reappearance made me choke
Last time …
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