Disclaimer- I don't own the WWE, ok?  Because if I did, Jeff would still be there, as would JR and Austin, Bitchoff would be in a pit being systematically poked apart by deranged turkeys…*continues for quite some time*

A/N- EDS is a term EdgesGothDiva [She rocks!  Read her fics!] came up with.  It means 'Edge Deprivation Syndrome'.  It's not a pretty thing…we're both currently suffering and will never be cured until Edge returns!!

Pledge of Loyalty

Monster Magnet begins to sound

The Hardy Boyz pendant appears

You begin to dance your way down to the ring

The audience erupts in cheers

As they watch your painted skin and colored hair

Climb the turnbuckles, jump off the top

And soar, high in flight, through the air

As you land the Swanton and go for the pin

The audience is on its feet again

Jeff Hardy's picked up yet another win

Jeff you are the greatest

Jeff I could watch you forever

I don't know WHAT Bitchoff thought when he fired you

He's simply begun to pull the lever

Of the downward spiral of the WWE

Which, in itself,

Has had some bad effects on me

First Edge got injured, and then Good Ol' JR quit

EDS has sent me reeling

The Coach is less funny than shit

And now you've been fired

Bitchoff must not know what he did

Because no one they could EVER hire

Would ever be able to fill your shoes

Jeff Hardy you ARE the one true high flyer

And I pledge my loyalty to you

The End