Twas a glorious night, so that’s what I thought,
I could see the light, for darkness I’d forgot,
I met a hot chick, with a good job and a house,
If I had to pick, I would nod for this spouse,
We sat down to talk, her words were sincere,
She said she really digs me, while most girls have fear,
Her eyes were divine, her breasts were palatable
Though her sides and behind, were what made her desirable.
I said “baby you’re so young, and I’m aging and look scary”,
She said she likes older men, especially when they’re hairy.
I warned “I drink lots of beer, and sit on my dead duff,
And when I’m watching sports, I never clean up”.
She answered, “no problem, I’ll clean by all means,
I only require, that I watch my favorite teams“.
I said “wow, I like the Dolphins, the Canes and the Heat,
If you feel the same, oh that would be so neat.”
She said “sorry chap, I actually like the Jets,
We can invent much entertainment by making silly bets.
Though I prefer the college game,” she followed up with a grin,
“And my very favorite coach, just happens to be Nick Saban.”
Then I slammed down my beer, and shouted for the waiter,
I needed the check, for I was sick of her banter.
As I got up to leave, I said “honey, pay your own dish,”
“She just laughed and said by the way, I also like the Fighting Irish.”