Oh Kyrou, man, where’s the speed?
You skate like slow is all you need.
Blazing wheels, but you won’t go —
Just coast and glide, nice and slow.
You lose each puck, avoid the check,
Float to the bench, what the heck?
No second gear, no fight, no jam,
This ain’t a league for guys who scram.
Tight coverage? You fade away,
Cry to media and dodge the play.
Soft on the wall, soft in the slot,
We need a warrior — you are not.
So call up Ottawa, make it quick,
Trade him out — let Brady stick.
Tkachuk brings fire, grit, and lead,
While Kyrou cries and hangs his head.
Thanks for goals, but we want tough —
Trade Kyrou now. Enough’s enough.