Ye are Deserving! Ye Most High!
Singly colored dreamcoat, with spotted tie!
Two shining knights, have other than the coat,
Not much save the gas which the waters wrote,
Then there are three, who wave another green,
Green, mean, with words obscene,
And their fair friend, who has suffered no loss,
For his name has unjustly borne his cross;
However the Desire does deserve,
But the aged Bard redefined The Verve.
Ye are Deserving! Ye Most High!
Singly colored dreamcoat, with spotted tie!
Two lions do roar, for they are the best,
Unparalleled, they shine unlike the rest.
Then there are two friends, for whom ought be-
Happiness, yet that can't emote from me.
And then there's another knight-like fellow,
With gas, similar, but for the color yellow.
And lastly three, not unlike the green knights,
Joy to the world, God with us in the nights.
Ye are Deserving! Ye Most High!
Singly colored dreamcoat, with spotted tie!
But Hell froze over, and the Pentatonic solo'd
Of--'cept the last page--other news it show'd;
The root like the gas did play a part,
And the green flag was not at all afar,
One other is nice, another a pain,
And who? What? Have I heard that name?
But ha ha ho ho, SERIOUSLY?
What kind of a quack do you take me to be??
Ye are Deserving! Ye Most High!
Singly colored dreamcoat, with spotted tie!
From objects inanimate, I will refrain,
Friends, niceties, and no real pain;
Though I must name that fair corpulence,
Come on, are they really that dense?
With one I do hope to answer a few,
And pick while he doth croon a tune,
Yet I wish that it were uniform, I do,
But good on you mate, all the best to you.
Ye are Deserving! Ye Most High!
Singly colored dreamcoat, with spotted tie!
