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An Ode to the King
He stared down at Arrowhead! King Carl popped his eyes!
Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every fan down in Arrowhead, the tall and the small,
Was cheering! Without any Championships at all!
He HADN’T stopped fandom from coming! IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the King, with his King-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: “How could it be so?”
“It came with out Mannings! It came without sacks!”
“It came without Brady's, middle linebackers or cornerbacks!”
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the King thought of something he hadn’t before!
“Maybe fandom,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a cold hearted GM.”
“Maybe fandom…perhaps…is different to them!”
And what happened then? Well…in Kansas City they say,
That the King’s small heart Grew three sizes that day!
And the minute his heart didn’t feel quite so tight,
He signed his resignation in the bright morning light,
And he brought back the fans! And the hope for a Super Bowl!
And he, HE HIMSELF! The king was no longer in control !
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Mismanaging the clock.
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