Hi, my name is Paul
and Iam the fool
who invented this un-toxic waste.
If your reading this hear,
then you love Pythia
congrats, you`ve got wonderful taste.
This verse is based loosly
on how Pythia have seduced me
in what I feel is a mutual bond.
With this band from round London
seduced overnight, which is sudden
I have really grown very very fond.
I saw the Goddess of Serpen-teen
sword n goblet as we`ve all seen
with blood red wine in her hand.
As she severed my head
to the floor, I dropped dead
I still thought what a brilliant band.
As she sang about Tristan
some rich poncy christian
they tell me he`s some kinda pale prince.
I asked her nice and mildly
to stop swinging sword, so wildly
cos she`d chopped up poor Tristan to mince.
Anyway, I look forward, excited
even though, still uninvited
To Pythia, Amberian Dawn
With her sword still she slays
the band behind her still plays
we keep rocking till the light of the morn.
As the Gods do the rocking
power metal so good its shocking
we know your the power in the place.
your the balls of the sound
to this new band i`ve found
but the Goddess has a prettier face
With the voice of an angel
full vocal range as well
as Leighton said,we are not worthy
she`s a legendary celt
and as a Medievil Baebe, I felt
in all the right places, she`s curvey.
If I offended anyone, GOOD
A bit of creativity, should
WHOOPS, I expect thats probably torn it
I had fun writting this DISCRACE
with tongue firmly, in the side of my face
signing off, Paul the rhyming n versiing Hornet
Thanx 4 browsing this verse. Hope it made u smile
