Since that damned Lord Shield has said,
I must only rhyme in my head,
For every crap word,
That you might've heard,
Don't worry - it's coz I'm not fed.
Then why did I leave in a hurry?
(I tripped and smashed heads with Lord Curry
)
It's due to the squids,
Which costs more than a quid,
And which Lord Shield, bagged with a lorry!
The fiend tried to run out with haste,
I was tired, - tried keeping my pace,
But - such a fast speed,
I fell to my knees,
And watched as the squids dashed from my face.
I remembered that I knew some good spells,
That causes thick gluing - like gel,
So I made a quick move,
No time to lose,
And behold! Lord Shield's covered in hell!
He tried stepping hard to escape,
But I seized him and wrapped him with tape,
As he wiggled and cried,
I turned and defied,
And turned to the lorry back gate.
The food was still precious and in,
(though some were too ruined and binned)
But sadly he knew,
That you always lose,
When taking Wah's dinner is SIN!!
Too bad........
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[This message has been edited by Wah (edited 06-21-2001).]