MuHumbo zowolle umbala kalay,
I place here my pot where dead are layed,
In this witch’s cemetery all flooded and old,
I come here to raise up a dead man his soul,
Ramah of the Jungle I’m callin for you,
You shot many cats and made tiger stew,
Well I’m going on a safari dis coming Sunday,
And some big striped polecats I got me to slay,
So into dis big black cold cloud of death,
I’ll suck their breath right out of their chest,
I’ll pass my dead hand right over their eyes,
Then right through their hands dat football will fly,
All over de quarterback our linebackers will play,
Won’t be much left by de end of da day,
Da Saints will pull on one end and the other I will tug,
At the end of 4 quarters I’ll have me a tiger rug,
So by the bones of old monkeys and turtles and snakes,
And all the dead things lying on the bottom of lakes,
From that thing in your dreams that makes wake in the night,
Your worse dreams will come true when da Saints you gonna fight,
It won’t take but 60 minutes to use up all nine lives,
Den those gators of mine will be eating kitty kat pies.
GRIS GRIS MAN, VOODOO MD
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!
MENTAL ALERT! DO NOT READ THIS SPELL, IT CAN CAUSE YOU TO THINK ABOUT VOODOO AND COULD DAMAGE YOUR PSYCHE! SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES CONTAINED WITHIN, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!