Author: Spin
Rating: PG
Classification: HMS Poem
Disclaimer: I don't own any JAG ppl.
AN: I just got bored after my French test and this is what happened!
Season Nine
It's coming soon,
Yes, season nine!
Don't you think
It's about damn time?
We've been waiting
Holding our breath...
Wondering madly
If we saw Bud's death!
Harriet's not sleeping
Worrying bout her man.
What the hell
Is the writers' plan?
Turner and Bobby...
How are they?
I just can't wait
Even one more day!
And then there's AJ...
Where has he gone?
When again will we
Hear from dear Don?
I even miss Singer
Whom I love to hate.
Oh groan, oh groan...
Why the wait?
And then we have
Yes Harm and Mac...
The stupid duo
Who's turning their backs
On the thing we all
Know is a strong, pure love...
What they need
Is some kind of shove...
To get their heads
Out of their ass
So they won't let
This good chance pass.
Oh how we cry!
Oh hear our wails!
Waiting for more
Love-filled tales!
It's coming soon,
Yes, season nine!
Don't you think
It's about damn time?
AN2: Please review. I know I'm a mental case. Humor me.