thought you would enjoy this poem my daughter wrote about the terrible towel

Terrible Towel

By Carolyn Dotson

One of the craziest towels

that is alive,

    so bright yellow and words

that shine black,

      proud of each word.      

 Fans are waving them

like a baby shaking a

rattle, swooshing back

 and forth in the wind,

   a sea of yellow towels.

At night they are hanged

up in their case

getting rest for their

next victory,

for they will need it.

So what do we call

                    these towels that swing when the ball

   goes through the goal post,

 where it matters the most?

              Steelers Terrible Towel of course.

quoting secopsycho:

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Very nice poem.  You're daughter has real talent!

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