If you try messing with our turf, we'll peck you like the dickens.
And those obnoxious S.C. Gamecocks, who are really girly-men,
they have no more cajones than a Cornish Game Hen.
We are determined to go to a bowl game someday.
The Rose Bowl would be our first choice, and the Outback would be OK
but we want no part of the Chick-Fil-A.
And no matter how formidable our opponent, we will never run and hide,
our victory is assured, because we have PETA on our side.
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