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Da Gris Gris Man’s Spell on the Chiefs Deep in the swamp where the sun never shines,

Where creatures slither and are covered in slime,

Here where I live with those who walk while their dead,

I boil up my pot and cast this spell of great dread,

I call on the spirits of voodoo and black magic,

To give me your power to make this spell tragic,

I powdered up some monkey bones from Audubon Park,

And put in some bat wings that flew in the dark,

In goes my gris-gris powder from an old Voodoo King,

Now hear me Papa Legba as my spell I do sing,

And to all of the spirits who follow Ms Marie Laveau,

It is on the Kansas City Chiefs this spell I do throw,

I lay my magic broom across their goal line,

They won't be able to cross but two maybe one time,

I got me some hair from dat skinny Breaston’s head,

When he goes out for passes his feet will be like lead,

And dat young Mr Cassel well I stole his eyelashes,

Now all he will see is Jabari catching his passes,

Charles is got a plane name and dat is for true,

But running past Shanle he will not be able to do,

It's a spell not a curse so next year they will be fine,

But come this Sunday they will be knocked on their behinds,

So let all who read this and hear it whispered in the wind,

Know one thing for sure is dat the Saints are going to win!

GRIS GRIS MAN, VOODOO SURGEON GENERAL

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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 creatures were cursed and no animals were hurt too bad or killed excessively in the making and or casting of this spell!