My poem about the Blackhawks winning the Stanley Cup (again) in a nutshell :D This lovely poem was performed at the Justin Pauly Art Studio on June 26, 2015 in River North, Chicago at the "Elevator Sessions" open mic. Enjoy!
The words to the poem can be found here!
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Saturday, July 4, 2015
Friday, July 3, 2015
Play that Chelsea Music
This hockey season had its ups and downs,
Which thankfully ended with a crown and not a frown.
One of the big stories early was very main;
It was the broken clavicle of Patrick Kane.
He made his comeback for an important reason,
To participate in the postseason.
In the first round we escaped the Preds;
Glad we got out with minimal dreads.
In the second round, the Wild were tamed;
We swept them at their very own game.
The conference final with the Anaheim Ducks
Made us want to shell our trucks,
Because that series was quite close…
Glad they sucked!
Game 7 was a hell of a game.
Corey Perry lost due to playing with shame.
And in the finals with Tampa Bay,
They were young and came to play,
And lightening may cause some fears
As the city thought the season would end in tears.
Instead we have 3 cups in 6 years!
Now hey, Chicago!
What do we say?
We are gathered here today
To present the lovely Lord Stanley to our bay.
So fly that hawkey and Chicago flag with pride
As the windy city continues to unite with stride,
And don’t forget,
Keep calm and play that Chelsea music fly boy!
The music will never go away,
‘Cuz Lord Stanley will keep on coming home!
Which thankfully ended with a crown and not a frown.
One of the big stories early was very main;
It was the broken clavicle of Patrick Kane.
He made his comeback for an important reason,
To participate in the postseason.
In the first round we escaped the Preds;
Glad we got out with minimal dreads.
In the second round, the Wild were tamed;
We swept them at their very own game.
The conference final with the Anaheim Ducks
Made us want to shell our trucks,
Because that series was quite close…
Glad they sucked!
Game 7 was a hell of a game.
Corey Perry lost due to playing with shame.
And in the finals with Tampa Bay,
They were young and came to play,
And lightening may cause some fears
As the city thought the season would end in tears.
Instead we have 3 cups in 6 years!
Now hey, Chicago!
What do we say?
We are gathered here today
To present the lovely Lord Stanley to our bay.
So fly that hawkey and Chicago flag with pride
As the windy city continues to unite with stride,
And don’t forget,
Keep calm and play that Chelsea music fly boy!
The music will never go away,
‘Cuz Lord Stanley will keep on coming home!
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