Quick note: Some may call this piece a poem, but I think of it more as a song. ~_^V
Count To Thirty
In my hand I held all the universe.
With one thought, I could kill.
At my feet, King Vegeta cowered.
As I took his son to be my pupil.
One, two, kill a few.
Three, four, kill two more.
Five, six, see my tricks.
Seven, eight, taste the hate.
Nine, ten, watch me grin.
I heard my name said in fear.
Lifted a finger, bold and true.
Saw my face in their pathetic tears.
As my deathball grew and grew.
Eleven, twelve, save yourselves.
Thirteen, fourteen, I'm that mean.
Fifteen, sixteen, death machine.
Seventeen, eighteen, orange sheen.
Nineteen, twenty, taste the fury.
I let loose my massive ball of light.
Took all those monkeys for a ride!
Vegeta-sei exploded, oh so bright.
Hilarious, how those weaklings died!
Twenty one, twenty two, kill a few.
Twenty three, twenty four, kill a few more.
Twenty five, twenty six, see my tricks.
Twenty seven, twenty eight, taste the hate.
Twenty nine, thirty, feel the misery.
Bardock, give in to death...
Cease to exist, burning within.
I want to hear your final breath.
As my icy touch leaves your skin...
