Oh, why do we give a puck, a puck;
Oh why do we give a puck?
Across the ice and into net
The puck will make its lucky trek ~
In hopes the goalie has gone cold
So we can make that final goal ~
Oh, why do we give a puck, a puck;
Oh why do we give a puck?
Let’s cheer them on, the teams we meet
With toothless smiles and monster feet ~
Olympic Moms are oh-so-proud
And cheer among the frozen crowd ~
Hi Dixie,
ReplyDeleteWhat the puck eh? :-)
I really like this hockey-themed poem.
One more game to go. I guess you may just have figured out who I'm cheering for in the gold medal game.
Thanks Dixie.
Olympic thoughts, your way, Gary x
Hi Gary,
ReplyDeleteHa! I hear you and I know who you're cheering for. Though I've purposely left my poem unbiased, I'm sure you know who gets my cheers!
Thank you. I'm glad you liked the poem. It wouldn't stop going 'round and 'round in my head, until I wrote it down!!
Now, Olympic thoughts can be sent your way too, Dixie [:)xx