[DaBigManOnCampus]

As we watch our brackets A poem

As we watch our brackets dissapear,
Destroyed and disintergrated til' next year.
As we watch our brackets go awry,
Wating for upsets but it comes at the wrong time,
Some just can brush it off and disperse and debate for the favorites next year
As others taken insanity and put up a legal burial of their brackets and morn for remorse and embeds fear for our dear.
As we look at our bracket and make sense of the year of the no upset,
And to the ones that fret,
next year will see more of a threat.

[nbnelson]

poetry?
What a good mood.