An Ode To Maurice Jones-Drew
Maurice, Maurice... why do you sting me so?
A Yellow-Jacket kisses sweeter than you.
Understand? With 1st Pick, we drafted thee.
Reaching, it was not a reach.
Could you, Maurice, Maurice, couldn't you
Even consider those who have much invested?
Joy. Oh the unrealized joy that will never run.
Only if you could see how important are thee.
Never once. No Not Once.
Eventually. That is what is said.
Each of us who drafted thee.
Would love to know that our 1st pick was not wasted.
So... GET TO CAMP YOU BIG CRYING BABY!