I stand at the gates of Valhalla where great Norsemen have gone before
In the land of Ragnar with the mighty hammer of Thor,
I strike the Super Dome so their fate will be sealed,
for the Black and Gold I see chaos on the field.
Passes from Drew Brees will all be dropped, and all running routes and plays, they will be stopped
Frustrations and confusion are on the Saints sidelines, the players and coaches are all losing their minds,
The Saints’ luck has run out they can’t execute one play, out of pure desperation we hear Sean Payton say,
“We can’t run, pass, or throw a decent block; our offense is a joke and our defense a croc!
The game is lost without any hope. Reggie Bush fumbles the ball like it’s a wet bar of soap”
The Vikings have talent and not monkey grease or shake bones, to help them frequently visit the gridiron endzones!
Another storm is coming to bring the Saints pain, it’s not another Katrina. It’s the Purple reign!
So Gris Gris, stir your pot and speak your silly rhyme but voodoo won’t help you …..not this time.
ALERT: The Gris Gris man may pull a muscle from all his stomping, and shaking bones due to his efforts in vain to stop the Purple Reign! It will shock and shake up the Saints causing them to wander about the field like zombies!