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Hacker's Tennessee Poem To the South this week we will send our charge Timid Titans shrink as onto the field Rams barge. The Rams are here looking to fight It's their reason, their cause, their RIGHT! The Ram glowers, the Titan frowns He remembers last week, he remembers the Browns. A flash of blue and gold, must be Bruce.. It's either Isaac or a great bull moose. The ball is airborne, Warner sent it clean Bruce has got it, a well oiled machine. As they Rampage on, we hear no Southern drawl, Once more the cry, "The South Must Fall!" It's too late now, we've lit the fuse, Faulk has the ball, he's set to cruise. Now it's done. Tennessee hills are quiet. Not so the Ram's Herd, they're a real riot. Go Rams !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |