WHO are the football champions? Who are the matchless knights Entitled to assume the crown of brightest gridiron lights? The greatest critics of them all could study all the teams, And see more crazy mixups than they'd view in opium dreams! For each team walloped some one else and in turn was downed, Each conqueror was at the top, then battered to the ground— For A beat B, and B beat C, then C just murdered A, Enough complexity to turn a football student gray! Consistency was tossed away, and standard playing form Would sparkle just a little while, then sink before the storm! The man who thinks he knows the best—that bozo should be jailed, For which is best when all the best were tumbled, tossed, and whaled? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: THE EVENING STAR by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE EAGLE'S SONG by RICHARD MANSFIELD SHADOWS by VICTOR GUSTAVE PLARR ON THE DEATH OF A CAT by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM by HENRY KIRKE WHITE TO FOREIGN LANDS by WALT WHITMAN BUSINESS IS BUSINESS by BERTON BRALEY |