Bishop Checks King
Once upon a midnight dreary,
while the King pondered weak and weary;
Over many a blowout loss before;
While he crouched there nearly napping,
Suddenly there came a trapping;
As of someone shooting, slapping;
Pucks into the netting galore!
‘Twas Tyler Johnson’s Hat Trick,
Doc Emrick yelling, SCORE!
Merely that, and then three more.
Ah, distinctly I remember,
One of their two came off a defender,
Yet Bishop was Stellar again in goal;
The Strangers were reeling;
their defense revealing;
that five vs. three equaled one Bolts score.
No force on ice can stop Killer Killorn!
We gave one away, but the series is tied,
On to Tampa now we fly;
Where on home ice we were best for sure.
For game three we’ll heal;
The advantage we’ll steal;
And the Strangers will feel;
As if they were wronged.
Momma Stella’s Malochhio, forevermore!
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