HE SAW WHAT HE DID by Wagenblatz

Parallel Universe. 5

Penn State sure hires the hottest guys to be assistants for their Game
When the Name of the Game is Footbaw, it's never connected with shame
So imagine the shame of Mike McQueary who'd never been connected with smut
When he saw his boss Jerry Sandusky having a little boy up his butt!

"Why are you so merry, big handsome Jerry
Thrashing about in the shower there?
Is that boy eleven or possibly seven?
You make an amazing pair!
There's something about his eyes and the way that he cries
As he hits the shower wall with a thump
There's something about the look on your face
As you match him hump for hump."

"O! No, McQueary, don't make me weary," moaned Sandusky, sequestering his cock.
"Don't have revulsions about the boy's convulsions as he goes into serial shock."
So McQueary played the tool but he was no one's fool or a stiff from Dante's Inferno
So he screwed his courage to the sticking place
And told his story to Coach Paterno.

"You saw what he did, that snotty kid?" asked Paterno, filing his nails,
"The way to keep a kid straight and athletically great
Is to shtupp him when all else fails."
But McQueary insisted, Poppa Joe got blistered when he failed to reciprocate shock.
What McQueary sez was reported to Spanier the Prez
Trying to clean Sandusky's clock.

"We must win the game! Yes! We must win the game!
Our responses must always please
The blue of the welts on a little boy's ass or the blue of the Viennese.
So have another chaw! It's about FOOTBAW and Penn State has never been queer.
So let this not be about Jerry Sandusky or any personalities here."

So time pressed on, opportunity was gone or so everybody had said.
But in just a few weeks the janitor peeks at Sandusky giving head.
Had a ten-year-old boy's shorts down around his ankles
While the boy was croakin' like a toad
Sandusky's satisfaction was pure throat action getting one more pre-pubertal load.

So the janitor told McQueary, lookin' kinda bleary ... McQueary told Paterno again
Paterno said, "Shit! This is the end of it -- I'm not coppin' out on my Men!"
But McQueary said, "Coach, this guy is a roach ... just about the worst of the bunch
And between each rugger he plays the Bugger and eats boy protien for lunch."

Paterno took the stand with hat in hand hoisting Spanier upon his petard
Spanier said, "Ignore it, Though we just adore it and we all know
Sandusky gets HARD."

But the word was out, they all commenced to shout, circling each other like sharks
Sandusky then pumped up his Acumen and exhibited a few more larks.
Now they're all in the soup, every man in the group and Penn State is against the wall
They all saw what he did, to each luckless kid, but he sure had one helluva ball!

So Fight, Fight, for Dear Penn State , forget each Dear Little Kipper
Though each rosebud might bloom in the locker room
To the sound of Sandusky's zipper.
Footbaw's the name of the game that SELLS to the athletic community
We all see what we do to each one of you
...and you better watch out for me!