They tossed dimes into the hands of a coin-receiving machine.
Out came six points as a prize.
Hurts taking off and throwing bullets
To men catching corners in surprise.
But Mahomes answered back with sidearm darts,
And touchdowns of his own.
The game came down to a fumble,
After which the Eagles lost their hope.
The match came way down to the wire,
A short kick from Buttker’s leg broke the tie.
They scored and the catching Kelce sang,
Where a season’s done for his brother of the same name.
Why must the Chiefs win and swindle the joys of rings?
It’s always too close, as fans bite their nails and cry.
Mahomes should take a break for a time.
He must stop the winning,
It’s metaphorically killing.
So Eagles I’m sorry.
Good luck next time.