Its been, one month since I clicked inspect
Sent a tell to give a tip and talk ‘bout prot spec,
Took time to gain your respect.
Then a cow came and me you began to neglect,
Five days praying me you’d select,
Just wanted to be the affectioned object
Yesterday you smiled at me,
Hopefully this song makes bull boy angry.
Hold it cow, and watch the main tank,
As I make healers stop an thank,
You’ll think you’re looking at superman
I’ll make you miss or hit the dish, wonder if I really exist
I likethe crawfish cause it gives me an extra thirty stam,
Bright like the Naaru light when I forum write
Bigger than Twilite
Cause I’m all about pandamonium
My rogues got the mad hits
You try to match wits
You know my locks are going to DoT you.
Dailies make bank so I can afford to tank
Please don’t make me hafta shank
I like Samora, she’s the finest of the flavors
Read every post, flamed up to toast
My boast is roast,
She is so dangerous, you’ll have to sign a waiver.
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Trying not to hit LOL though I feel bad,
I’m the kind of guy that rips on dumb jerks,
I know you know what I mean
You’ve seen all my works,
I have a tendency of sending you tells too much,
But you may like it and I hope as such.
Its been two weeks since drunk ZG,
You figured out Health care is how to rib me
One week since you questioned me,
Called into play my lack of genuinity,
Not long before I responded,
I agreed and said I will follow where ever you led
Once again I hit on you,
And now I sit back and wait till you say I have no clue.
It is now night, the raid be kicking
Grab Al’ar’s drumstick, mmm tastes like chicken,
Watchin’ VR Get his Orbs on, got a new T5 to don,
Now we are on to Solarion
Like mc chris I’m rhyming geek style,
Forum haters revile
Like gobstoppers, guaranteed to last all night
Like whitelight I throw mad heals
Okay I don’t throw heals,
But I bandage when I can in a fight
Gonna get a khorium champion
Gonna put a weapon chain on
Just to be happy pvp no more disarm on me,
Gotta impress the hell outta Samora,
Cause that Nelf Tank has the boom sexy brain,
Makes me thinks stuff all naughty
How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Trying not to hit LOL though I feel bad,
I’m the kind of guy that rips on dumb jerks,
I know you know what I mean
You’ve seen my works,
I have a tendency of sending you tells too much,
But you may like it and I hope as such.
Give me, one lunch break and you will see
That my cup runneth over with fun and creativity
Log on, whenever you’re down,
I’ll blood rage, intercept, and then one-shot that frown
Tonight is our drink-a-zhan
Grab some guildies and then our vent you should get on,
Everyday you will smile at me,
And I hope all hopes that I never have to say I’m sorry,
Hope that I never have to say I’m sorry
Hope that I never have to say I’m sorry
Come tonight, I’ll guarantee a party
Hope that I never have to say I’m sorry
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