Disclaimer: Gourry does not belong to me. Slayers does not belong to me. This poem does nothing for me in the way of profit, except perhaps get me extra credit in English class. Yes, I wrote this for English class. Er . . . it's really short. That's about it. Enjoy.
There was a blond guy named Gourry
Whose worldview was really quite blurry
He sat for a while
Then fell asleep with a smile
And dreamed of consuming curry
There was a blond guy named Gourry
Whose worldview was really quite blurry
He sat for a while
Then fell asleep with a smile
And dreamed of consuming curry
