So you know how something like an hour ago I posted a poem about hockey and the lock out? And how I said if I found any more poems about hockey I would send them your way? Well yes, I found one, one in which I am Ghost writing as the Canadian people (I always wanted to be the Canadian) who are putting the hurt to Mr. Gary Bettman (nice guy). Sadly since I posted this if Gary Bettman is ever found entombed in a sheet of ice I may be suspected of having the keys to the Zamboni. Here you are poetry piece #2!
Letter to Gary Bettman from the Canadian People
Your most honorable fool: We the Canadian people would like to know what it is you want with our great game we call hockey. At first you took our teams from Quebec and Winnipeg, but now you have taken your purge one step further. You have destroyed our game. Not by taking our game from every Canadian city, but by taking it from all of North America. You have forced our players to all corners of the globe. Yet you laugh, you smile, like the fool you are. You make your claims, you make your assertions, but you know nothing of our game. You are a businessman, not a hockey player, and even at that you are not good. We wish you no ill, We are of course a peaceful people But as for your job we care not to let you have it. So pack up your things, turn in your keys, because if it were not for you, we would have some hockey.
Going to be found in poetry classes for years to come.