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Petering Out

[with apologies to Edgar Allen Poe]

Loud and clear!

As an octupus from Section 18 smacks you in the ear,

Watch the team of hometown Billy

Slashing proudly down the ice,

Launching slap-shots willy-nilly,

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Driving Bobby Watson silly,

With that pucking stick device.

Hear them scream, scream scream,

For that fleeting playoff dream,

'Cause if things don't fall in place, we'll have to wait until next year.

Raise a cheer, cheer, cheer, cheer,

Cheer, cheer, cheer.

Fix the time-clock, bribe the refs, and raise a cheer.

For our cagers and our swimmers

Give a chee!

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