Pacey, the actual leader of the pack
Patted Alex on the back
Or at least, he wanted to, but patted on his butt
So Alex kicked him into a puddle of mud
'Your boyfriend's drowning, don't ya wanna help?'
Kicking Pacey once more, making him yelp
For he nearly fell into the water as well
And didn't wanna go so soon to hell
Besides, he didn't like Carter that much
Since he was first allowed Alex to touch
Whose skin – as soft as a baby's, it was
N he also loved his blond fuzz
So poor Carter, like The Incredible Hulk, he was dead
No one honestly seemed to be sad
But wait – didn't Hulk survive instead?
Down in the water someone was quite furious
And trying to get back to the surface, curious
What the others would be like, having him back?
Maybe another one died of a heart attack?
Perhaps this annoying anointed Alex-one
So he could have Tod alone, realizing he'd become
More important for him than he ever thought
It was possible, though his new attitude ought
To cause him a lot of problems
But he didn't want to stay down here,
There was no JD n not even beer
He should've wondered why he had no troubles with breathing
But he was too busy with anger seething
So he left his car, started to dive and swim
To get Alex and beat the shit out of him.
- THE END -