Gotta get back to work, but I'll leave a poem here. Enjoy.
On Sunday night we face the Hawks
A team of renowned inactivity
With thoughts of this match make their hearts baulk
When the Rats arrive they seem to all flee
O Captain my captain is Mr Eagle
He and his team will soon meet their ill fate
I'd post what that is but it may be illegal
So if you wanna find out you'll just have to wait
However still, they have a great white hope
Uncle_Leo has made his grand return
They'll reach for victory but Rats say 'nope'
On Waverley Park they're dreams we'll burn
Embarrassing! It's exposed! Their form's all faux
Perhaps they'll need a hashtag #GeauxAwks