Go Bulls Poem

From the Jump Ball to the rim
we won’t fall short
we own this court

You can’t determine our fate
we’re great, as in ’98

And with the stadium rockin’
Don’t come knockin’
You bet, We’ll guard that net

And our offense makes sense,
They’re intense
Score after score
You can’t close the door

We stand tall, it’s our ball
we know this game
we’re in the hall of fame
It’s us you can’t tame

And with the fans in the stands,
We’re a group
We take it to the hoop

And with a jump shot
We score a lot
We take it to the hole,
That’s our goal

And when the buzzer sounds
and it’s all said and done
We’re number one.

Go Bulls!

By Matt Ballard
Copyright 2011