And so we begin another session of Embarrassing Past-Mike Disgraces of poetry/rap-istry.
....Oh golly does that last word need some major fine-tuning.
This injustice of everything sacred about poetry came to me in a dream; although more accurately, in a Facebook discussion topic some time after Season 2 finished about what I can only assume is "how to rhyme something involving Heroes":
Oh Doctor S., Mohinder's dad, on your quest to save the world
Didn't think you'd make us have to save a cheerleader girl
Thought you found somebody special, and unique in their own way
Telekinetically broke a glass; presenting, Gabriel Gray
Just a watchmaker's son, not fixing watches for fun
Thought his parents were so boring, he wanted to be someone
Intuitive aptitude, was Gabe's original power
But he took Brian Davis' life and TK within an hour
It was only just beginning for this villain to arise
He stole abilities, decapitating people in disguise
Inspired by a watch, like Zodiac, he's insane
Sylar's got a twitchy finger, like a bullet with your name
At Kirby plaza, a day after Petrelli's landslide
New York's going radioactive, with nowhere to hide
Peter's about to go Ka-Blamo, Sylar just smiles wide
Suddenly Hiro stabbed him; "Yatta!", it looks like he died
But before he kicks the bucket, he flings Hiro in the sky
Life flashes before him, sees all the people he murder-fied
'Save the cheerleader, save the world' was the point of Volume One
And Volume Two begins with another eclipse of the sun
Candace makes illusions, some that Sylar thinks are real
But twelve surgeries, and total loss of powers was the deal
He was picked up close to death in Claire's new stolen car
By Alejandro, Maya and the dude from California(r)
They made it to isaac's loft, all the way in New York
He stole Claire's blood but soon Elle made him abort
We preview Volume THree and see him lie in the alleyway
Homage to Popeye grabbing spinach and all he's got to say
Is, "I'm back."
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