There once was a boy named Jonny Quest
Who every three episodes had one form of vertigo at his best
And one day his father did say
'If Race didn't save your hide you'd not be alive.' Which made Jonny feel
like an insect, a pest!
Yeay!
To continue onward Jonny did find That Jessie did have computers on her twisted little mind With research galore she seemed to still want more And THAT'S how Surd controlled her without keeping any sort of bind.
Hazaa!
Now we meet sweet Hadji with rubies He says odd things to sway his groupies. 'Sim Sim Salabim' and 'Don't estimate the value of a tiger skin.' And yet we still want to see him with men or Jessie.
::Jonny shoots me::
On to Pasha the Peddler Who usually isn't a meddler He finds great deals, then sells it for steals. Of course he's hocking your watch as he settles.
We meet the voluptuous Jade, Whose services I'm heard she's paid. With theft and killing, and all that pesky billing, No wonder she needs to get laid.
(Yeah right.)
Once was a boy scout named Roger, Who now seems to be everyone's father (and mother!) With charm and grace, and a dope nickname like Race. Who couldn't go for him/her?
::Smirks::
Ode to the crimson haired man Benton he's named, Many people from around the world hear he's famed With cute little knickers, he so cutely snickers As he taunts at the baddies calling them LAME!
Oh how we all LOVE CJQ Benton, Neh?
In TRA come footsteps of the Estella's, And each with needs of lots of gauze. For if either of them are keepers, they'd soon find their reapers, From the way the Quest kids like to play with revving chainsaws.
Now comes the edition of Ian, Who at first appeared quite mean, But low and behold, he was sweet as was foretold. And now you'll all be stuck with him being a seein'
Darren the drunken mess, His sloppy to neat apparel is how he'll dress, Without his coffee he's like a walking zombie. Yet warm and loving can be his caress.
(But NOT WITHOUT COFFEE!)
Venus the girl with sun in her hair Who sees the world in a darkened stare All alone she feels full inside and yet her hope long since died, Unable to mentally rest with a mind like diamond but never to realize when someone may actually care.
(Aw, so morbidly desolate and sweet. I like it!)
Yeay!
To continue onward Jonny did find That Jessie did have computers on her twisted little mind With research galore she seemed to still want more And THAT'S how Surd controlled her without keeping any sort of bind.
Hazaa!
Now we meet sweet Hadji with rubies He says odd things to sway his groupies. 'Sim Sim Salabim' and 'Don't estimate the value of a tiger skin.' And yet we still want to see him with men or Jessie.
::Jonny shoots me::
On to Pasha the Peddler Who usually isn't a meddler He finds great deals, then sells it for steals. Of course he's hocking your watch as he settles.
We meet the voluptuous Jade, Whose services I'm heard she's paid. With theft and killing, and all that pesky billing, No wonder she needs to get laid.
(Yeah right.)
Once was a boy scout named Roger, Who now seems to be everyone's father (and mother!) With charm and grace, and a dope nickname like Race. Who couldn't go for him/her?
::Smirks::
Ode to the crimson haired man Benton he's named, Many people from around the world hear he's famed With cute little knickers, he so cutely snickers As he taunts at the baddies calling them LAME!
Oh how we all LOVE CJQ Benton, Neh?
In TRA come footsteps of the Estella's, And each with needs of lots of gauze. For if either of them are keepers, they'd soon find their reapers, From the way the Quest kids like to play with revving chainsaws.
Now comes the edition of Ian, Who at first appeared quite mean, But low and behold, he was sweet as was foretold. And now you'll all be stuck with him being a seein'
Darren the drunken mess, His sloppy to neat apparel is how he'll dress, Without his coffee he's like a walking zombie. Yet warm and loving can be his caress.
(But NOT WITHOUT COFFEE!)
Venus the girl with sun in her hair Who sees the world in a darkened stare All alone she feels full inside and yet her hope long since died, Unable to mentally rest with a mind like diamond but never to realize when someone may actually care.
(Aw, so morbidly desolate and sweet. I like it!)