1996 Packers in Limerick Form
For the past several 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 those limericks. Note:
You 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
occurred in each game.
Enjoy.
-Keith
Keith Brewster
Norman, OK
kbrews@cox.net
http://members.cox.net/~kbrews/
Packers at Seahawks
There is a site in Seattle,
where ceiling-drop'd tiles they battle.
Here comes Brett and his yokels,
To take on the locals,
And prove dome-hex talk is prattle.
The 'hawk's offense atrocious,
Meets White's defense ferocious.
But since this event,
Is roofed by cement,
It needs no weather prognosis.
Forty-Niners at Packers
Each touchdown scored they share it;
Edam or Gouda they wear it;
The Pack puts to the test;
The best of the west;
Who'll be a nugget short of a carat.
Buccaneers at Packers
Its time now to get your digs;
Into Dilfer, Dungy and brigs;
Call 'em Bucs or Yuks;
Or just hard o'lucks;
Its the week of The Bay o'Pigs.
Packers at Chiefs
There is a site named Arrowhead,
A point made of flintstone, not Fred.
Here we shall see,
Don Beebe at "Z",
And a Carter, not Cris, he'll shed.
Packers at Cowboys
Ain't no picnic, no senior prom.
Brett Favre has rockets and bomb.
And Keith Jackson will cook,
In this donnybrook.
When Pack meets Dallas-at-Nike-dot-com.
Broncos at Packers
Davis, the Bronc back we figure,
Would like his rush total bigger,
Will meet on frozen turf,
No elf and no smurf,
But Gil Brown, the gravedigger.
Vikings at Packers
No fine holiday treat, I'm told,
To be served by the green and gold;
The Vikes would dig,
A pudding of fig,
But revenge is the dish -- served cold.
NFC Championship Preview
While Williams pondered Miranda,
Des' darted twice in one stanza;
No rug of shag,
That Lambeau quag,
And no drier for Rice on Gil's veranda.
Those Panthers earned a win of wins;
Sent Barry back to Jed and kins;
A tip of your lids
To those snot-nosed kids!
But are they for-real or Charlotte-tans?
Super Bowl Preview
Pack is back in the Super Bowl!
A ring their quest, a win their goal;
The Walrus to fry,
A Tuna on rye;
Then let the good times roll!
Super Bowl Postgame
A super sight in the Superdome,
A sea of fans bob'd with golden foam;
So sorry, Charlie,
The coach on Harley,
Took Vince Lombardi's trophy home.
Favre to Rison on second down;
Desmond earned the player's crown;
While Reggie downed Drew,
And led the deft crew,
That put the title back in Titletown.
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