Last chat GPT poem
Jonathan Drouin, what a player!
But now he's gone, what a betrayer!
We thought he'd stay, be true and strong
But he's moved on, like a sad country song.
The Canadiens will miss his moves and speed, But they'll find someone else, no need to plead. Maybe next time, they'll choose someone less fickle,
Who won't leave them in the lurch, like an old pickle.
But hey, what can we do? Life's unpredictable, Players come and go, like a game of musical.
So let's raise a glass to Jonathan's time here, And bid him adieu, with an uninspiring cheer.
Jonathan Drouin, you're off the track,
Leaving the Habs, without looking back.
So we'll say farewell and finalement mon Tabernac!