Chapter Four: The Evening Report
Note: Poor Xellos, he's being forced to do a filk of "The Morning Report" from The Lion King. A regular and relevant chapter will be up whenever Mesuinu finally forces me to write it.
Xellos stands before Lord Beastmaster, his head hanging down. "Do I have to?", he inquires. "Yes, you do.", Lord Beastmaster replies. Xellos sighs, and clears his voice.
"It's a horror and travesty, this song I perform With no sense of self-respect to be found With disgust and anguish, this isn't my norm And more singing I am bound
To sing before my master all about Mesuinu To fill her in on what's old and what's new If I keep on on singing I might melt into glue Singing this report from my point of view
Mesuinu went to town, and the vampires didn't have a ball Mesuinu blew them up, every one and all Mesuinu is now lurking around Atlas City She got maced by Filia, but she has not my pity She ran into two guys now and this is not a hunch She's better than me at getting a free lunch
This is the evening report Notes both the long and the short Every mole, zit, and wart A fact or two I might distort On the evening report
Mesuinu's now with some stud With hair the color of blood Though blonde might suit him better This song puts me under the weather
She followed him to a hotel Oh why did she have to be female Don't mistake this for jealousy She's still a daughter to me Who knows what they're doing in there By the porcelain god, beware
This is the evening report Notes both the long and the short Every mole, zit, and wart A fact or two I might distort On the evening report
This is the evening report Notes both the long and the short Every mole, zit, and wart A fact or two I might distort On the evening report
Note: Poor Xellos, he's being forced to do a filk of "The Morning Report" from The Lion King. A regular and relevant chapter will be up whenever Mesuinu finally forces me to write it.
Xellos stands before Lord Beastmaster, his head hanging down. "Do I have to?", he inquires. "Yes, you do.", Lord Beastmaster replies. Xellos sighs, and clears his voice.
"It's a horror and travesty, this song I perform With no sense of self-respect to be found With disgust and anguish, this isn't my norm And more singing I am bound
To sing before my master all about Mesuinu To fill her in on what's old and what's new If I keep on on singing I might melt into glue Singing this report from my point of view
Mesuinu went to town, and the vampires didn't have a ball Mesuinu blew them up, every one and all Mesuinu is now lurking around Atlas City She got maced by Filia, but she has not my pity She ran into two guys now and this is not a hunch She's better than me at getting a free lunch
This is the evening report Notes both the long and the short Every mole, zit, and wart A fact or two I might distort On the evening report
Mesuinu's now with some stud With hair the color of blood Though blonde might suit him better This song puts me under the weather
She followed him to a hotel Oh why did she have to be female Don't mistake this for jealousy She's still a daughter to me Who knows what they're doing in there By the porcelain god, beware
This is the evening report Notes both the long and the short Every mole, zit, and wart A fact or two I might distort On the evening report
This is the evening report Notes both the long and the short Every mole, zit, and wart A fact or two I might distort On the evening report