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