The Celtics....

....can't play basketball, they're proving it tonight,
almost giving up a lead, they built when doing right,
I don't know what's the matter, why they make mistakes,
but I'm like Popeye, I've had alls I can takes!

Other than that little things, everything's all right,
except my sleep is gone again, up at ten tonight;
I'll take a nap later on, maybe an hour or so,
then the paper will be here, read it and go.

The snow that was promised, by those on TV,
isn't here at all, now I wonder where it can be,
don't think I'll miss it, the snow can stay unfound,
what's good for walking, is good old bare ground.

The Celtics are trying, they're up by two,
with a minute thirty-eight left, down by two?
we'll have to wait and see if they can get another two,
No! Don't foul that guy, whatsamatteryou?

Thirty-seven seconds left, Celts ahead by two,
now fifteen point two, the King's just missed one, two,
'Sheed just made two foul shots, good at the line,
time out, it's called at lot, fingers are crossed - mine!

Six seconds left Celts ahead by one,
Ray Allen at the foul line, he may get it done,
he made them both, time out again, Celts ahead by three,
Tony Allen fouled someone, shots were made, now the lead is wee!

Two point four are left, Pierce is at the line,
point seven left, Celts fouled at the inbounds pass, oh gee!
one shot was made, then time ran out, Celts win by three,
if you dare hang in there - they'll scare you and me.

Well that's enough Wide World of Sports, don't you agree?
After all there are other things, more important to see,
like some politician bragging about some turn around,
what he really means is, we're further in the ground!

Why don't we push some buttons, something good for a change,
if won't take long, we'll feel better too, let's see what we arrange;
blue first or second, maybe third after pink,
gee it's complicated, I need time to think.

Think, now there's a word, we use it all the time,
but we still act first, is that job yours or mine;
we need to think before we act, a simple little matter,
if we suceed in doing that, it's the world on a platter.  (well, some of it)

Enough!