It's kind of pathetic You get all erratic About dirty dishes congesting the sink. I'm tired of your bothers, Remember our fathers They dwelled in a world filled with with rubbish and stink. But when all hope was lost Someone raised from the dust He was handsome and cunning his haircut had style. Courage was shining in his eyes As he said screw you guys Mind your own business I'm off now goodbye.
Huzzah he's off now goodbye.
Now as it is written Our hero was smitten And rescued the maiden from impending doom. On a horse made of steel Evil guys on his heels He rode with the girl into dawn's early gloom. She awoke by his kiss Well at least more or less And the whole part concerining the uppercut scare Can be pinned at least to some extend On her damaged brain implant. Anyway in the big picture who's gonna care?
Huzzah, who's gonna care?
Historians would die for A way to decipher Apparantly missing text passages here. The still found no reasons Why scratches and lesions Related to goal subsequently appear. But then why should it bother you For he finally managed to Haul her more or less unharmed to the rendezvous spot. Whitout expecting any pay Except for the reward but hey It's all about the context so get on with the plot.
Huzzah, get on with the plot!
Now look at you startled The brain implant cartridge Has not been swapped which was all part of the plan. A world has been rescued That he did detest who'd Have guessed I attest you'd have done just the same. So if you still want to force Me to do stupid chores Like washing the dishes do the trash and such you'll Just prove that you haven't paid Attention to what i said The message at core is... like...erm.. Huzzah..as a rule.