Brie Carter

(March 12,1994 / Dalton)

The Game Before Christmas

It was the game before Christmas
And all through the gym
The crowd was quiet
And the lights were dim
The children were nestled
All snug in their seats
While the band played
To a steady beat
When all of a sudden
There arose such a noise
The coaches and players
All lost thier poise
Everyone's eyes shot straight
To the half court lines
Where Santa and the mascots
Stood perfectly still and fine
He dressed in shorts,
A jersey and shoes
The mascots were all tamed
And perfectly grommed
They passed out presents
To everyone in the crowd
Then Santa stopped and yelled out loud:
On Mustang, On Warrior, On Pioneer and Wave,
Go Raider, Go Cougar, Go Bruin and Brave
Then he called to the crowd
As he flew out of sight
Merry Christmas to all
And to all a good game night.

Submitted: Friday, October 03, 2008

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