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We’re Going To Kansas City

We’re Going To Kansas City

The Chargers came to our house, on Sunday afternoon;
With intentions of upsetting us, that crazy bunch of loons!
We walloped them unmercifully, it was over after the first half;
Our players were amazing, as well as the coaching staff!
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It was a display of pure omnipotence, those guys never had a chance;
Tom Brady was on fire, just like being in a trance!
It was thirty-five to seven, at the second quarters end;
For all those fans out in Missouri, a great message did we send!
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“We’re going to Kansas City, Kansas City here we come”;
The pundits rate us as the underdogs, I think they’re kind of dumb!
For just like those dogs from California, you’re barking up the wrong tree;
The Patriots are going to the Superbowl, just you wait and see!
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Chiefs play Patriots
Their arrows verse our muskets
Bang bang you are dead

 

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Angel

Good write angel 

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Larry Ran

Hi Angel,

I hope this "good write", has a good outcome, on this good night.

Love,
Larry xxx

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Larry Ran

Dear Kieran,

As long as we get the same amount of "luck", that the Chiefs do, I am sure that we will outskill them.

Love,
Larry xxx

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