Below is a poem about the SAINTS. I can't wait for the game! A couple of my co-workers are flying to Chicago for the game. I'll catch up with you later! Take care! 
BLACK & GOLD ........ SUPERBOWL!!!!!!
>Our Saints, Our City, Our Soul:
>
>Out of the fire
>And up from the flood
>A great team is born
>Made of guts, steel and blood
>
>Their history a low one
>No one can deny
>Their new rise a slow one
>But oh now so high
>
>This team that I speak of
>Is of black and gold
>And travels the gridiron
>So brave and so bold
>
>Their symbol is royalty
>We call Fleur de lis
>And proud New Orleanians
>Watch it with glee
>
>Come Deuce and come Reggie
>Come Drew and come Joe
>Come Marques and Terrance
>Now go beat the foe
>
>The course is set plainly
>There is clearly a goal
>Go show all the world
>A storm cant kill our soul
>
>To the men in black jerseys
>The tights and the cleats
>Know that we love you
>In wins and defeats
>
>And to you, Sean Payton
>The coach of our dreams
>Thank you from all of us
>Who give jumps, yells and screams
>
>You have given us purpose
>You have given us hope
>You have given us will
>And a reason to cope
>
>To all of the Saints
>Who reside in the Dome
>Thanks for making our city
>A proud place to call home.
