“Kla Ha Ya” come “Kla Ha Ya” go; their hi-lite was the Mojos show..

 

54 plus players and their enablers.

 

They arrive early and stay late; for food and beverage they cannot wait.

 

Football players are ready to go; but first Drama Queens put on a show.

 

The Bobo knows he’s safe for sure; the tail he tells will go home to her.

 

The Blues Brothers perform their show before; the jello shooters make the rounds once more.

 

We drink, we laugh, we drink some more; then later that night Don steps out the door.

 

“I think I’m lost, does anyone know; why I’m not dressed like the typical MOJO.”

 

The pitch is calling in the early hours; some Mojos need to take cold showers.

 

Last evenings play went on all night; the morning’s faces were quite a sight.

 

A breakfast first then prep for more; take 6 pills and we’re out the door.

 

Just prior to getting on the field; we wrap with braces that shall not yield.

 

We play, we kick, we scrap, we moan; we collide with those we’ve never known.

 

The scores do not tell the full story; for Mojos are there not just for glory.

 

We finish play then pills we pop; it’s on to lunch, that’s our next stop.

 

The Enablers provide a meal so fine; while all the Mojos stand in line.

 

We eat, we talk, we drink some more; then back to the pitch a little sore.

 

Three more games then back to camp; we’re moving slower and starting to cramp.

 

A dinner superb is waiting for us; while strategy now some must discuss.

 

Mark him tight, don’t break the line, don’t let them score, defense is fine.

 

Tonight we party, drink, and dine; tomorrow is our day to shine.

 

One last time we prep to play; more Ibuprofen without delay.

 

I think warm-up is a little slower; the body’s energy is a little lower.

 

3 games and then Team 2 excels; a win by 2 the tale tells.

 

Now limping, gimping, and slowly moving; we head to lunch for liquid soothing.

 

The Camp is now a place to rest; we’ve had our fun, we’ve done our best.

 

Much thanks is given to those who planned; this Mojos excursion to Kla Ha Ya land.

 

We will be back same time next year; another effort for all to cheer.

 

Ziggy, Zaggy, Ziggy, Zaggy, Oi, Oi, Oi  . . . our army again we will deploy.

Submitted by Paul 'Shamu' Kruse