Aubrey Stevens

Aubrey Stevens:

"Twas the night before the Survivor Contest
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Except for our computer mouse.

We were clicking and writing
And trying to decide what to bring
On the Ragin' Cajun Survivor trip
'We can't think of a thing.'

When out on the porch
There came such a clatter
We decided to venture out
To see what was the matter.

And what to our wondering eyes did appear
But, one lone duffel bag
Sitting outside on our rusty lounge chair.

It was packed with nine items
That seemed to make no sense
But, we decided to think hard
And see what they meant.

One, a bandana,
Two, an American flag,
Three, a box of Cracker Jacks,
Four, a Louisiana Crawdad!

And we rummaged through
The other five items that remained,
'Now what could these be used for?', we exclaimed.

A flashlight, cologne,
A pen and a book,
And finally we pulled the last item, a chisel,
And gave a strange look.

The chisel is obvious,
'I hope Matt leaves the knife in the car!'
The flashlight, our Survivor torch
To see where we are.

The cologne, a present,
To set the tone for the ride,
Pen and a book to get his autograph
If HE survives.

The American flag,
To show spirit for you picking my name,
The bandana,
To get my head in the game.

But, what about
These last two items to eat?
Of course,
We both need a little treat.

Cracker Jacks for me, 'I really do love.'
And for Matt, a traditional Louisiana Mudbug!"