Lynn:
What are you looking for sis?
Perfect body or rhymes?
Cause honestly, having these muscles and roasts should be a crime
You goths are all the same.
Just favor some tall and pale trend
They could all be your friends.
Slender man, Laughing and Eyeless Jack, Myres and Voorhess, all of them, am I right?
I mean, you're pale and a try to be spooky, you're just in a lack of height
Oh no, wait, you're also lacking some actual depressing backstory
If you took your bangs off your face, you'd see there's no reason for a reformatory
You like complex words, almost like that green elf from Lincoln's movies
'To the vents there will be ascension'
Lincoln (to himself):
Please tell me it's not Yoda
Lynn:
I better mention, don't fall with some rope
We don't need your final suspension!
Lucy:
Oh, going with those kinda jokes?
How laughably traditional
Come on, that one's not even original.
Goths are the same, you say?
Well, lemme tell you something about you meathead jocks today
With all of you hungry for attention
Can't go a single day without giving your trophies a mention
Yet for you, we all know it's pretention
When truly you have more in common with Lola
With your competitive aggression.
Here I call upon the thunder
To send you six feet under
And how are you talkin' about hittin'
When you clearly lack skills in spittin'
Except during your gloating in people's faces
But otherwise it's ballet in which you show your graces
Lynn:
You should have more respect for me
I'm the biggest champion you'll ever see
I score with bats, kicks or even rods
With no help from spirits, only gods
I'm the best, share a room with a tragedian
Who needed career tips from a comedian
And your favorite show, it sure is melancholy
That thing seems so bad, they had to call Blake Bradley
I wouldn't be number two even if Lisa had a machine for cloning
While the 'spooky girl' is hidden reading Princess Pony
Lucy:
If you're the best, where's the rest
Of your height?
You say you're the biggest champion, but definitely not physically
Maybe you should learn some civility
Gloating to everyone over a simple board game doesn't exactly show subtlety.
When's the last time you've shown humility?
Take a trip down memory lane, it's practically a ghost town
The only way you'll understand is if your pride gets Tommyknocked down
Torn apart like I'm a mad dog, call me Cujo
And thrown into the Pit of the Pendulum before it can hit a new low
Lynn:
Pendulum is moving, clock is ticking
A pit of shame and depression is where you're falling, sis
Aw, what's wrong? You want attention, gonna cut your wrist?
If you speak a bit louder, we might notice you exist
Keep saying you're deep, that you have emotions, just hide from us all
But truth be said, Luce,
You're so cold your feelings bounce like a bowling ball
I mean, you're a great poet who needs helps with rhymes.
I'm being ironic, that's bad.
Now why don't you just drop your goth phase before I give you a real reason to be dark and sad?
Lucy:
The only thing that I'll be cutting is you with my teeth
I'm usually not one to judge,
But your good luck rituals leave me in disbelief
You bring up Princess Pony, yet you fail to mention
Those old photos with you all dolled up, causing tension
And the time Lola had you be her maid and paint her nails
You ought to fear people like me, for our hearts tell tales
It should be obvious, though, that this is one medal you'll never don
Like a lame duck, you barely have a leg to stand on
So you resort to typical edgy jokes,
It's the same for all of you folks
Now, since I'm merciful, this will be the end of the pain,
There's a good reason people call you Lynn-sane.
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