The Texans on Sunday
Its a quarter past 7 and all through the house
not a creature was sturing not even a mouse
The nachos were set on the table with care
in hopes that the texans would play like they are there
Schaub is intercepted on the third play of the series
leaving the leam in distrot
Its getting to the point where its hard to be a fan
when your team is down and they make dumb mistakes leaves my head spinning round and round
theres no rhyme or reason for
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