As the Blackhawks came to town,
The fear was "Will they cut us down?"
Can we pray the fates will reverse
To overcome the Blackhawk curse?
But soon fans partied merrily
As Hank and boys took one, two, three.
Ah! But then we were rocked to our sox
As four, five, six went to the Hawks.
No one smiled, save the farrago
Who had put their money on Chicago.
Down at last it came to Seven--
Will the end be hell or heaven?
A late-game shot from Jonathan Toevs
Eluded Luongo's brilliant saves.
And so we were in overtime,
A not entirely welcome clime;
But as fans' brows knitted in furrows
The puck landed in the glove of Burrows!
And to the fans' enormous roar,
Alex Burrows made the score!
So now, whatever may come later,
Canucks fans could not be feeling greater.
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