The Saints Go Marching In
Two great teams take the field
In the end one must yield
Does destiny not await fate
Two quarterbacks who are great
As giants collide on the line
Receivers catch in perfect time
Backs with power and speed
Rise up to spread their seed
Although, once again in the end
Defense has a message to send
New Orleans can finally grin
As the, “Saints go marching in”
Even though one team had to lose
Every player filled champions shoes
What a game huh, "I reckon,
"who dat," proved who they are.
Written for Brian's contest.
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