Ocho cinco: My name is Chad-I-am
And I like T.O. and his hands.

Who Dey: No, I do not like T.O. and his hands
I don’t like him in Buffalo, nor in Cincy-lands.

Ocho cinco: I like him there and here,
Even though he hasn’t always been a dear.

Who Dey: T.O. is washed up,
At 36, he’s one old pup.
Last season he had 829 yards receiving and 5 TDs.
I don’t want him, no please.

Ocho cinco: But he had a QB named Fitzpatrick, Ryan,
Who couldn’t throw the ball past 10 yards if he were tryin.

Who Dey: We just got a vet receiver last year, by the name of Coles.
He didn’t do too well, check the polls.

Ocho cinco: That’s why we need him, says Chad-I-am,
We need T.O. and his hands.

Who Dey: We don’t need him, we’ve got the draft,
Where there are plenty of receivers, good at their craft.

Ocho cinco: But I’m Chad-I-am,
And with T.O. and his hands,
My media blitz will be complete,
Our tandem will be tough to beat.

Who Dey: No no no no!
Cincy fans have had enough woe!
But with redeemer Mike Brown,
He might make us look like clowns.
I say we draft Gilyard, Bryant or Tate.
I sure hope the Bengals don’t take the bait.

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