Tonight the Thrashers bring their comic play
To a place of sand and concrete, palm trees,
Old people, and manatees: Tampa Bay.
As fans we implore our Thrashers: win, please.
Slava Kozlov is a scratch, benched healthy;
Kamal says Popovic is still out, too.
But in talent the Thrashers are wealthy,
And lately Slava's played like an old shoe.
If the Lightning win this bout of hockey,
They will pass the Thrash in the playoff race.
If no Thrasher is a good puck jockey,
We shall eat hobnail boots, shame on our face.
These two teams have a history of hate;
O Thrashers, teach the Lightning how to skate.