Hockey Night
Silence dances around the rings,
As the silver blades sing.
The thunder of the wave rises,
Leo graces us with song disguises.
The clash of arms at hand;
The glass and boards can stand.
As the wheeling suspect thrashes,
Past the net and lashes.
The voices are loud and bold.
How does the troll keep his hold?
As the enemy scolds his rim,
With a barrage of lethal hymns.
Now everyone takes heed
As the smallest of them bleeds.
A five gun salute stresses,
How the one on one blesses.
A night of drama and flashes
Now ends with laughter and glasses.
The better of the two withstand,
And win with bent stick in hand.
By Bryan Bennington
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