Temperamental little Squall
Always there behind your wall.
Pout and scowl and stand there mute
We fangirls will still think you're cute.
Call your blonde Knight to ward us away
We'll just come back another day.
And on that day we'll catch that strip
Of moans and groans and clothes all a' rip.
Of things children should not see
But we'll surely cry out in glee.