Scooter Jacques

They were “samsies sartorial” as the family team on par rolled, through the

neighborhood of the town house rows,

It was their own day of the memorial.

Courting happiness though, The Mother no longer “wept so deep”

Awarding though onto the boy, God being so soporific put down the

superior quilt of sleep.

Scooter Jacques so infant built began to count sheep

In the gridiron game of the wild card

As the QB with the dynastic reign, It was his start

High was his brain and his heart

The Kid was with the soul of Bart Starr Starr Bart

With the endzone in sight, With a QB flow

Bad to the bone, right down safety row

He again proved the aerial attack with the Turf’s greatest show

Into the hands of Ronald Driver, It was another TD against the rivals

It was the glorious day of the bible

Casey Crosby came on for the kick

And the point after did the winning trick

Again his 12th man Fandom roared it was a game

And Scooter’s nickname was Great Dane

- Avalon Dakota

- 7-21-24

- 12:14pm

Scooter Jacques