Mr. Speaker, I would like to take this opportunity to pay tribute to a great hockey player, Canadian and Quebecer.
In Canada there is a game Where there is one that lit the flame
He played right wing and wore number 9 In the post-war era the greatest of his time.
He skated with his brother the fans called “the pocket” The world knew him as the one we called “Rocket”
He played every shift with pride and desire With the game on the line and his eyes on fire.
Untouchable he was from blue line to crease And when he would score we would all shout “Maurice”.
There were only six teams in the old NHL To future generations his legend will tell
Of how he could skate and never let up So his beloved Habs could drink from the Cup.
He is now in Montreal in the province of Quebec Where the fans will line up and pay their respects
To many of us Richard was the best For now in God's hands we lay him to rest.