Sid Crosby was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of the cup still danced in his head,
And sis on her fur coat, and the Steelers $5.6 mil under the cap,
Had just settled down for a long summers's nap.
When out by the pool there arose such a clatter,
I sprang off of sis to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open shutters and threw up the sash.
And what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But Lord Stanley's Cup .. at a house party with beer!