T-I-G LVI: Panic at the Prancing Pony

[satansaloser2005]

SALLY:
(spoken) Dearest darlingest Brinnie and Gwathie-poo:

LOMMIE:
(spoken) My dear Ranger:

BOTH:
There's been some confusion
Over voting in the game

LOMMIE:
But of course, I'll dream of wolvsies

SALLY:
But of course, I'll kill around it

BOTH:
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond
(Spoken) Yes
There's been some confusion
For you see, the new girl is

SALLY:
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar
And completely determined to lynch me

LOMMIE:
American.

SALLY:
What is this feeling,
So sudden and new?

LOMMIE:
I felt the moment
I laid eyes on you;

SALLY:
My claws are growing;

LOMMIE:
My dreams revealing;

SALLY:
The blood is flowing;

BOTH:
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes! Voting
Unadulterated....near hate

SALLY:
For your posts

LOMMIE:
Your pic

SALLY:
Your Legate

BOTH:
Let's just say - I loathe it all
Ev'ry little post, however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing
There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast
Still I do believe that it can last
And I will be voting
Voting you
The whole game long!

WRAITH CHORUS:
Dearest Sally, you are just too good
How do you stand it? I don't think I could!
She's a dreamer! She's a neat one!
We don't mean to show a bias,
But, poor Sally, you're in deep, hun!

SALLY:
Well, these seers are sent to try us!

WRAITHS:
Poor lil Sally, forced out of control
By someone who's so good at her role
And to think that you were
So close to your goal!

WRAITHS:
We share your loathing
Unadulterated loathing
For her posts, her dreams, her voting
let's just say - we loathe it all
ev'ry little hint however fake
makes our very fur begin to shake

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LOMMIE:
Dreamt!

SALLY:
CRAP!