cousins were stirring, and tossing footballs about.
The game began early, with a casual flair,
little did they know, a photographer would be there...
Dad gravitates towards Dick's cans of tuna.
With his jaw hanging open and while saying a prayer,
B catches more flies than fly balls from the air...
Here the stage sets, to bring in the Denver ringer,
while everyone sneaks glances at her ring finger.
Amidst all the testosterone wrenching woe,
an arguement breaks out over whether to run or throw.
Wait, that's not a football!
And just then it happens, almost an omen it seems:
DWB destroys his $300 jeans!
no worse for the wear,
(but for a little mud here and there).
And into the kitchen,
they hobbled with delight,
to partake in crustaceans,
larger than life!