Take home the gold.

Lights shining down
Bands that come from all around.
Some out of state
Others are some times late.
Nervous as can be
But no one can flee.
Alas its over
And you start to hover.
With the joy to spread out
We start to march out.
Then we wait
But we don't hate
That we have to wait.
When they start to anounce the winner
We start to glimmer.
And when we hear we are frist
We shout out pride in our burst.
Its a relieve to hold
And to take home the gold.
So lets go out there tonight
And hope for the best fight!