Twas the Morning of the Finals
In honor of fantasy football championship weekend, I wrote a poem. Enjoy and good luck to all (except my opponents).
Twas the morning of the finals, and all through the house,
Fantasy owners were stirring, benching that louse.
The lineups were set on the websites with care,
In hopes that a championship soon would be there.
Now Shady, now Wilson, now Keenan, now Gonzo!
On Knowshon, on Hauschka, on A.J. and Gio!
And I said to myself as I logged off the site,
Happy Championship Day to all and to all a good night!