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"The Season"

Spring came and went and Summer almost,
So on to our tailgate, this rhyme will now boast!

Happy Valley calls out to us, all by our names,
Telling each one of us, to prepare for the games!

I have written this poem and called it "The Season"
Why? You may ask, I don't have any one reason.

Maybe because, we're all waiting for the time to arrive,
When our old pal, Zack Mills will attack on a drive.

Or maybe it's the just that we can't seem to wait,
To all be together at our favorite tailgate!

It could be the calendar signals fall soon will be here,
Letting us know we can now "Drink Beer and Cheer!"

Sure there was camping, cookouts and laying on the beach,
But for most of us, the best times are just within reach!

The flags will go up, and the grilling will begin,
With all the Coleman products, an award we should win!

So to all of the tailgaters who needed a reason,
It's time to get ready for "One Hell of a Season!!"

Brent "Poet Laureate"

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