Skates in the Gummies

Buy your ticket, sit back, take it slow, grab a pricey seat, just so you know. Let’s hit the seats lowest level your wallet can bear, heck, why not a suite up there? Skip section one-oh-three, pick one-oh-four, that’s the key. Empty your pockets, cheer and yell, root for the Holy Flannel, all is well. I pay my seat, can’t even swing a poutine, I sit fasting while my goalie’s munching gummies, keen. Not great for stats, but man it’s fun, those gummy bears sure get the job done. Bunny gummies make defenders slow, little beef gummies make the wingers glow. Star-shaped ones bring stars down low, tree-shaped gummies? You’ll lose your way, yo. No couple fights, just destination mess, no arguing at home when the living room’s a guess. With my gummies, I game online till morning light, gummies, goalies, jujubes, all night. Long live gummies if your joints ache, they’re magic for your knees, make no mistake. Seriously, don’t waste time in petty fights, order gummies, under your tree tonight. When all the stats get stuck in your gummies, oh man, just do like the rest, grab a big handful, that’s the plan. Hold on, come on, settle yourself right in the gummies zone. Get them in your suite, don’t delay, ready for tomorrow, hip-hip-hooray! Small mouth, big mouth, everyone munching, don’t pout. Tiny feet, big skates, gummies fit and it’s great. Stop asking why goalies don’t understand each other, sigh. As Kennedy said, don’t ask what gummies do for you, ask what you can do for the delivery crew who can’t keep up with the demand, it’s true.