12 Years Later The 12’s Get Revenge

There was a redhead from Seattle

Who beat the bad sheep in a battle.

Four teams had a chance

To ask Darnold to dance

And now they’ve all heard death’s rattle.

Two weeks from now we will play

An opponent much worse than LA.

We’ve found our new guy

So fly, Seahawks, fly!

(Unless Woolen somehow gets his way).

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