Serenade of WWF

So he wants a song?
I can make him one
Though I don't know where to start

He's worried about vomit
As if it were a comet
Coming to destroy his home

Well now that's a little crazy
But his head may be hazy
From the cleansing of the puke

Yes, those pesky chems
Can cause real problems
Perhaps that's why he wants this tune

Oh oh oh

He's why we fight
Maybe not too bright
But he stands tall and proud
Yes, he's why we fight
Perhaps a little trite
Glad we got him from the pound
Yes, he's the best trash we ever found

So he's a fan of Ebows?
Well I heard he likes to blow



Glass

*Ahem*

He's a man so fair
When you need him, he's there
He's a staunch old pal

Oh oh oh

He's why we fight
He's certainly a sight
He can really drive away a crowd
Yes we's why we fight
Bringer of the light
I'm really glad we got him from the pound
Yes, he's the best trash we ever found

He's the reason we're feisty
And he's as nice as ice tea (hint: not very)
He gives us our tenacity
Puttin' him down is blasphemy (punishable by death)
He's the cause for our fire
Our blood-thirsty desire
Yes he is Why We Fight
I said he is Why We Fight
I'm really, really, REALLY glad we got him from the pound (he was free, thank God)
I tell you, he's the best trash we ever found
Relatively

It's beautiful

Amazing.

Silly Maps.

Odes are for kids!

This is a serenade.

lolol

u.u

Me thinks Wolfy is a bit jelly of Maps's mad poetry skills

Oh, stop it, you.

Ha! I like how "relatively" was tagged on at the end, almost as an afterthought...