Sweet Sanity Repelled

Had a crazy weekend, but now I'm back in the Peg.

There's nothing that feels
Like that perfect shot,
Something to say,
"Ohh he's so hot,"

We won the day,
We felt pretty gay,
And the team fell down to pray:
"Keep our skies blue and their's grey"!

I don't know where to go,
With this poem, I don't know,
So I'll end it here,
And grab a beer,
Sleep's coming really slow.