Touchdown
 
 
One last drive is all we got
When our battle ends, so well we fought
We arose from volcanoes through all the cracks
Strewing fire like swarming maniacs
 
How dare you put yourself in our path?
Those who do will suffer from our wrath
We can move together through molten walls
Hearts pounding with marauding rally calls
 
Our downhill ride is the two minute drill
Moving straight ahead while time stands still
With runs and passes, we move the chains
Trepidation sinks in while power reigns
 
They saw us coming, their confidence quivered
They fell down, our final blow was delivered
A play action pass clogged up the middle
We ran a post pattern, we solved the riddle
 
Football is not easy
We play to win
But they do too

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