Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXVI: Sweeping The Hated Yanks A Rare Bright Spot For Mets, Plus Joan Steals The Show (As Usual) On “Mad Men”

Four times they faced the Yanks

And they came up with four spanks

For the Metsies, a sweet sweep

From the Bronx, nary a peep

For a light in a lost season, many thanks

He cracked on Catholics with glee

And he’s a Mormon? I see

The latest Buckeyes prick

Pulled a self-disappearing trick

Enjoy “retirement,” Gordon Gee

Another fake-tough-guy tool

Trying too hard to be cool

Then he refused to handshake

As the Heat left him in their wake

Hibbert, just one more poser fool

Had sacks of quarterback bones

Filled foes with whimpers and moans

One of the faces of the NFL

A demon of pass-rushing hell

Rest in peace, Mr. Deacon Jones

 

Power struggles abounded

Don on hash nearly drownded

Roger got punched in the beans

Joan got a client with forward leans

Turmoil everywhere, the alarms sounded

Last time …