Stinky, Stink, Stink 1.2..3...here is the first, of many!!!!
This Friday night, under the stadium lights
Stink Town and the Mardi Gras River Rats take flight.
Tiger BL’s will flow ‘til the moon takes a bow,
Walking Tacos, ears, stack ‘em up now.
But the sweetest dessert, the one you can’t beat,
Isn’t on a plate, it’s a bead-filled treat.
Just remember the rules (don’t get too bold),
Those shiny little necklaces can’t be sold.
And if you spot the clown with his tipsy crew,
Best step aside, they’ve had more than a few!
So bring your cheers, your appetite, and pride,
Friday’s scrimmage is gonna be one wild ride!