Merry Chistmas Poem for Coaching Changes board

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the land.
The Bevo nation mused, "A great coach we demand!"

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care.
In hopes of Coach Saban soon to be there.

The Teasips were nestled all snug in their beds.
While visions of grandeur danced in their heads.

But on the 40 acres there arose such a clatter
a committee was gathered to fix the matter.

Away to the campus I flew in my lear,
To inform the committee which coach I would cheer

No Tomlin, No Harbaugh, No Fisher No Miles,
No Strong, No Franklin, No Myer nor Briles.

I have more money, so the coach I should pick.
Come Hell or high water, I will buy Coach Nick.