AN; I wrote this for creative writing and thought you guys would like it too.  MethosMuse has been bugging me for a story all month and this is what happened.  R/R Please and I own nothing Methos belongs to who ever thought him up. 

Enjoy! 

ROG

He's old what can I say

He drinks beer

He hates swordplay

A broody Scot

Can get him in the sack

Once he rode a horse

And had long hair

He was called Death

Which made the fans scream

Now he just smirks

And heads for Mac

He's my muse Methos

Can I have my life back?