Ode to Teacups

My wordsmith friend Jenn wrote me (and our group) a poem using Pantera's Cowboys from Hell as a starting point to honor a recent visit to Busch Gardens. Since I rarely get poems or group trips to Busch Gardens. I thought it deserved a proper home here on OEF versus Facebook wall posts from days past. Plus it’s a fairly accurate recap of a very fun day in addition to it’s mad rhyme skills.

Ode to the Teacups
Over the saucer where we sit cramped |We’re kinda scared but mostly amped | Spin fast, shout out, spread chunks within, without | We’re gonna spin so fast likely hurl | Chances are it’ll be a girl | This little teacup is about to attack | We’re trapped and can’t turn back
 | You see us comin' | 
And you all together | 
Run for cover | 

We're spewin all over this ride
 | Here we come reach for your poncho | You’d better watch out my friend, you see |There’s a gurgling down below | Aimed at you we’re on the teacups from hell | Deed is done, the teacups won |Ain't talking no tall tales friend cause | Turkey leg, your doom | Lemon icee sprayed on everyone | Aimed at you we’re on the teacups from hell | Pillage the cup, trash my clothes |Food coming out of my nose' | Cause a ghost town is found | 
Where the long lines used to be| So out of the darkness and into the light | We hurled on everything in sight | Disgusting teacup puke rampage | Left riders and park workers enraged |You see us comin' 
|And you all together 
|Run for cover 

 | We're spewin all over this ride | Here we come reach for your poncho | You’d better watch out my friend, you see | There’s a gurgling down below|Aimed at you we’re on the teacups from hell | Deed is done, the teacups won | Ain't talking no tall tales friend cause | Turkey leg, your doom | Lemon icee sprayed on everyone | Aimed at you we’re on the teacups from hell | Aimed at you we’re on the teacups from hell

p.s. I now have a season pass to B.G. so whenever you folks want to go.

Call a girl!