@hangman005 is neither happy nor pleased,
Unless
@Three On Zero learns how to park;
Or Lord Stanley's cup is cohesively achieved,
Ready, set go! Get the players off the mark.
This poem's very silly, I'm fully aware,
Like the last rose of summer, thus kindly I scatter;
As the deer pines for water, and breathes the air,
Overtaken by nonsense, the former not the latter.
Now in attempt to stay quite on topic,
There's a game tonight, the Stars and the Knights;
But what's there to say, lest we get myopic,
Other than that they play well and not like mites.
Now this is the end, gentles do not reprehend,
If you'll pardon me, we shall get on the mend.