Twas the night before football

Twas the night before football
and all through the house
The cat was purring on the couch
like he had just eaten a mouse

The beer was stacked
out in the garage.
To keep it cold
before the drinking barrage.

But the cold weather
and snow was now gone.
How was I going to get this beer cold
before the break of dawn?

With two cases in my arms
and a buzz you can’t beat,
I went up the stairs
as people picked through garbage on the street

I laid the cases by the fridge,
my brain a blurry
I was going to stock it
but first had to pee.

Next thing I know,
I woke in a fright
My God what had I done?
The beer was out all night!!!

I looked at the beer
and I admit I wept
They were getting warm
all while I slept.

With my brain in a daze
and my hair a mess
I stocked the fridge
trying not to be depressed.

I can’t help but feel
I treated the beer bad
It has been a trusty friend
One of the best I had.

But they are getting cold
and they will do their job.
Quenching the thirsts
of our little football mob.