But, Does it Rhyme?
The topic of Superbowl and snacks sounds innocuous -- but attempting to combine those two with the iambic pentameter (whatever that is) of Terza Rimo kept me up past midnight with my eyes crossed.
My mom, (how I miss her) could rhyme an entire letter written to her sons away at college. I wish she was here to help me with this stickler! Without further complaints....
Ode to the Super Bowl of Snacks
Its party time –our chosen team– Let’s all cheer.
Glitzy pre-game, mid-field coin toss, the fans roar
Pass the meatballs, cheese & crackers, and the beer
Special Team returns the Kick Off – and a score!
Fill your plate with finger food from the buffet
End zone chanting – is that the pizza at the door?
The back fumbles! Coach throws red flag, now the replay
Instead enjoy a million dollar ad sensation
Overturned, the offence huddles, or do they pray?
Ice cream and brownies, double coverage, I- formation
The defense holds the ball is inches from the goal.
Fourth and one now grips the hearts of half the nation
Our team loses – blame the bad calls – officials stole!
And thus it ends another game of Super Bowl.