Defeat of Baylor
March 3, 2020
On a day for fate, Acropolis opened its whirly gate
Then out of the fog, emerged the mighty purple frog
Sending its seers, prophets of magic starling the years
Their words of justice would soon be what blessed us
Thus rang out a clarion call, “twas a day for Baylor to Fall.”
Atavars smile, angels ascend, “tyranny now: sure to end.”
Hence came of what belies, a piddling half of no surprise!
The demons gave praise of rankings from recent days
Memories leapt from furtive zeal, giant frogs became real!
Thus therein foggy fog, Green people were lost in a bog
Dunks, defense and deadly threes, knocked bears upon their knees!
No Mason at hand, the court belonged to the Dixon band
As Drew fell in sorrowful weeping, Frogs upheld to upset keeping.
Be ye of wisdom and charm, These are days for Worth’en storm!
— Jim Stovall ’65 (BDiv ’68)