Mary the hare

Busy, busy, busy;

always in a hurry.

No time to worry or wait

We must be there for half past eight

Alert, aloof, but always right;

until rule 16, came to light.

Telling a guy who played the game;

disputed assertions that Mary made.

She disputed the rule and asked

a goalie, who told her he has six

seconds only to do this; so most of

the time he throws to the defence.

Although she knew she was wrong,

she argued the toss, boy the night was long.

A few hours later she conceded, to get to her bed;

before you knew it, she was fast asleep.