The Ravens, of course, are named after the bird
in Poe’s famous poem, of which you have heard.
But these Ravens are bigger, and stronger, and badder
than anything Poe ever thought of, and madder
than hornets thrown out of their snug little nest–
these Ravens are tough guys, and they are the best.
They ran and gained yardage, they blocked and they tackled,
the Broncos, the Pats and the Niners they spackled.
And Baltimore celebrates, once again champs!
So tune up the guitars and blow out the amps.
For memories of Gino, Big Daddy and John
and the ghosts of the old Colts in the Ravens live on!