My Maize and Blue.
Shall I compare thee to a giant pile of dogshit?
Thou art more stanky, thoust smells emanate
Rough winds doth carry your stank south in November bleacher's sit.
And Autumn's lease doth humiliate you, against Appalachian State.
Sometimes steaming, encroaching, thoust stench doth arise,
Thou 3-3-5 defense doth embarrass thee,
But thou Big Ten+2 record, doth not surprise.
Thoust failures doth beget laughter, rejoicing and glee.
But thy eternal Autumn shallt not fade,
Or lose thou fairest, mortifying decline.
When thy eternal BCS bid, thoust do evade,
Thou excuse, apologize, recoil and whine.
So long as men can breathe, and eyes can see,
So long lives this, and gives life to thee...
William Shakespeare*
*Not exactly what he wrote, but it is what he meant....
(no thesauruses were harmed during the rewriting of this poem)
