Samuron Says:
“I want to know when the next fwir rap is coming.”
A request or a test, at Samuron’s behest
I’ll give it a try because none dare deny
fwoosh’s defenestrator,
big hand crusader,
darth vader administrator
force-choking the bitches,
correcting glitches,
fixing up what pabs is up mixing up
if the man wants a rhyme again
then it’s that time again
when your humble reporter delivers your order
of news and reviews
to abuse your attention and infuse some dissension
with pics of new MU’s to grab your attention
Bucky and Cap, Black Widow and Cage hit the stage with Thor leading the way
even ML obsessive have to say that Thor is impressive
and speaking of excessive, do you see what I see DCUC waves are far as the eye can see
wave 10 riled up while wave 6 piled up now
11’s numbers are rising with 12 on the horizon
and wallets are getting thinner like hair on Yul Brynner
but still we want more we run to the store
hoping to score like a whore at the door
and matty’s got plans to please the fans
keep the line alive by selling wave 5 on their site
like JJ said…Dy-no-mite!
enough of DC now we see that Veebee got first looks aplenty
he brought us the Goddess and king, if history taught us a thing
they’ll go fast so don’t be last or that’s your ass
Now we graduate from there so take your tassels off
like Hasselhoff, jump in my car we won’t go far
but just to the bar where Johnny b’s got envy for Freddie Mercury
and wants a sweater for his lip
a welcome mat for his nose
well you better keep it clipped or it’ll get trapped in your clothes
and yank your lip to your chin and you’ll never grin again
cyber monday wanted us to spend again
but black friday already mugged us
so the endless spending only bugged us
pop-tarts are delicious but hardly nutritious
my story well is drying, my rhymes are dying,
I can’t expect you to lap it up
so it’s time to wrap it up, or be accused of verbal colonic,
one last request from Pearsonic
wants me to banter about the custom secret santa
the final hour came and went so they
wrapped up the game and sent them off
Like Santa Claus they want no applause
goodwill of the season’s the only reason so congrats to P’sonic
you kept cracking the whip now sit back relax and sip a gin and tonic
And I’m out.
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