Way back in da swamp down Barataria way,

I come to cast my spell today,

I choose this spot on a pirate’s gravesite,

Where Jean Lafitte spent many a night,

I call on you who helped save New Orleans,

Rise up you dead pirates and hear my screams,

I cry out to all da spirits of you merciless dead souls,

It’s time to gather behind the winner of the Super Bowl,

Our Saints are playing some pirates too,

That’s why tonight I’m calling on you,

So grab up your swords in your cold dead hands,

Drag up your cannons from the sunken land,

Let’s march ourselves to a old Saints tune,

And mark these pirates to a certain doom,

We shall give no quarter and none shall be taken,

All this I call for with this spell I am making,

So old Papa Legba and mother Marie Laveau,

Once again I call you to help strike this blow,

So into their hearts we will plunge our swords,

We will swarm the field like a Mongol horde,

When the game is over and its all said and done,

This spell will make sure my Saints done won.

GRIS GRIS MAN, VOODOO MD

ggm@grisgrisman.com

http://grisgrisman.blogspot.com/

VOODOO SURGEON GENERAL'S WARNING:
Any and all Spells & hexes are performed specifically for the sole purpose of generating an "L" for the opposing team!  This includes but is not limited to, fumbles, penalties, in completions, pick 6's, missed field goals, strips, trips, bungles, gaffs, brain farts, Come on Man's, or otherwise benign occurrences.

PETA DISCLAIMER:  No curses were used and no animals were hurt too bad or killed excessively in the making and or casting of this spell!