Ode To Zechs Merquise

Zechs, the one with platinum blonde hair,
Zechs, the one who makes the ladies stare,
Zechs, the one who has it all,
If I were with Zechs, we'd have a ball!

Zechs, Zechs, he's our man!
If he can't do it, no-one can!

I'd love to wrap him in pink tape and purple gauze,
He is my lovely wizard of Oz!
He doesn't like Heero, that poor little mailboy...
I'd pay to see him used as a sextoy...(Heero, Zechs's sextoy, of course!)

Zechs, his hair is long and pretty,
Zechs, the one who talks so witty,
Zechs, the one with the master plan,
Zechs, don't grow up, like Peter Pan!

Zechs, Zechs, he's our man!
If he can't do it, no-one can!

My Zechs, darling, Zechs Zechs Zechs,
I would like to have tenthousand of your babies!
Zechs, come on, let's have sex!
Give me some of your Oz-filled rabies!

I want to bite you!
All over the face!!
Grr...crunch, crunch!
Bite you into outerspace!!
Does it feel like home?
I'd think so...

Zechs, Zechs, he's our man!
If he can't do it, no-one can!