Guy, Guy, Guy

Long ago Guy Lafleur was right winger demure
Who could slap a puck into the net
As Canadiens go he wasn’t slow
So on him my money was bet.

But as decades pass the pounds amass
And memories are all that we hold
And when a kid screws up like an untrained pup
Unfortunate trials unfold.

In the arena of law skate many scofflaw
When a witness is accused of lying,
The prosecutors’ paws have sharpened claws
That they’re not terrified of trying.

And Habs hockey hero can be reduced to zero
When he’s charged for the crime of not saying.
The photos speak that he still looks sleek
But his hair, holy cow, it’s graying.

Today Lafleur remains cocksure
That he told the truth and only,
But as we all know when we watch slo-mo
That a legend is getting lonely.

When red light goes on truth starts to dawn
But it’s hard to appeal to a puck
So the courts will rule and like ice that’s cool
Unless an out of court settlement be struck.


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