Oh Zay Flowers, speedy and bold,
Sunday’s here—let the story be told.
Routes so crisp, hands strong and true,
Fantasy dreams all rest on you.
Break one loose, then maybe two,
A touchdown dance the whole crowd knew.
Yards keep stacking, points ascend,
Help my matchup meet a happy end.
So hear this plea from a hopeful fan:
Just 20 points—that’s the plan.
Bloom, Zay, bloom, let defenders cower,
And be a true fantasy flower 🌸🏈
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