Bigtruck Anthem

[Billi Ardball]

Oh, say, can you see, by the monitor's dim light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the tournament’s last gleaming?
Whose green felt and nine balls, thro' the perilous fight,
O'er the railbirds we watch'd, Bigtruck so gallantly streaming.
And the score was all square, the racks bursting in air,
Gave proof thro' the night that Bigtruck was still there.
O say, does that streamer have enough broadband?
O'er the stream for free and the home of the pool man.



Thanks Bigtruck