2007 Packers in Limerick Form

For about a dozen seasons I've been sending out weather forecasts for on-line Packer fans. I usually include a remark, sometimes insightful, sometimes witty, sometimes just plain wrong, about what I expect from each game. During 1996 I began including limericks (or reasonable facsimilies), in some of the forecasts, as time and inspiration allowed. The following is a compilation of the limericks from the 2007 season. Note: You might have to be a Packer fan to pick up on some of the inside jokes, and because most were written before the game, they don't all accurately reflect what actually occurred in each game.

Enjoy.

-Keith

Keith Brewster
Norman, OK
kbrews@cox.net
http://members.cox.net/kbrews/


Eagles at Packers

Tailgaters, they'll dine rather simply,
As a season anew sets cheeks all adimply,
The Pack versus Birds,
More than a war of words,
Even though Driver may stride rather gimply.

Eagles at Packers (postgame)

Though games like that aren't good for the ticker,
The special teams earned a big gold sticker;
Ask him to kick, not sing,
Call'im Mason, not Bing,
The rookie Crosby, our new hero kicker.

Chargers at Packers

'gainst the Giants the Packers showed their mettle,
Now come the Bolts, they're fish of a different kettle,
When Favre settles back in pocket,
Swivel one eye `round its socket,
And keep the other glued to Eric Weddle.

Packers at Vikings

If the defense can stop Adrian All Day,
A Green Bay win they hope to parlay;
With Brett's next touchdown toss,
He'll show Marino who's boss,
And go on to slice the Norsk lutefisk filet.

Bears at Packers

When Guido serves his Chicago pan,
Its baked-up right, by Old World plan,
Deep dish and cheesy,
But not too Griese,
Or else it'd be, like, totally Gross-man.

Redskins at Packers

Young Campbell, he hails from the same state as Brett,
A simmering Brave facing the vet,
And inbetween thundering,
We may be left wondering,
"Is it soup yet?"

Redskins at Packers

That big round moon risin' in the sky,
Tells us that Halloween is nigh,
So carve-up your pumpkin,
To Favre's dinkin' and dunkin',
And the night may end on a Rocky Mountain high.

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