When I face creeps
Its you I see
Oh dear Not because they look like you
Your wonderful curves
They will never match
Its the gold in their heads
I'm excited about
I crush towers
Not to gain more power
Maelstorm, Manta, Butterfly
They mean nothing to me
Thoughts of such items
Fade at your greeting
And I am content With that useless Boots of Elvenskin
For your smile provides
More mana and life
Than any Ring of Regen Or Sobi Mask ever will
My brethren may frown
It's only your store I buy from
Oh dear Sena
You give meaning to my every kill
I will continue to pawn
And save any penny I can own
So I may afford
When your heart goes on sale
