WhoDat205

'Twas the night before Kickoff, when all through the Dome

Not a whodat was stirring, we all were at home;

The Jerseys were hung by the TV with care,

In hopes that Sean Payton soon would be there;

The Helmets were polished all shiny and gold,

And offset by fleur-de-lis black trimmed and bold;

And mamma in her face paint, and I with gold chest,

Had just settled down for a night of no rest,

Tomorrow in the dome there will arise such a clatter,

Where Legends are made and dreams they are shattered.

Away thru the line they’ll run like a flash,

Thunder and Lightning, the bolt and the crash.

The Colts unprepared will fall to the masses

When the Saints they march in, come for their asses

Stronger than Eagles in a post-season game ,

Coach Payton will shout, and called them by name;

"Now, Reggie! now, Deuce! now, Marques and Drew!

On, Charles! on Will! on, Scott and J-Crew!

To the start of the season, It’s been a long road

Now go out and win! Go Black and Go Gold!

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