So what if he was hungry?
No one cared, no matter how much he bitched and moaned
And yet he expected her to do something about it
Couldn’t he tell she was hungry as well, and when she was hungry she became a monster.
Kettle was soon bubbling, releasing yummy smells into the air. She was gonna eat well tonight, she was!
Looking deeply into his wide-open eyes
Exposing everything to her well-schooled probing stare
Noting hidden secrets and flaws
Such was the life of an ophthalmologist
Carnage had been prophesied since the day of her birth
Obliterate the evil, or else she would fail, and the world would burn
Many people tried to guide her, their interests, they felt, were the same as hers
Pulling her six different ways at once, she ended up pitting them against each other
Letting their division give her the room to find her own way
Everything was going well. The darkness was beaten back.
The final battle took place, and in the end, she was victorious
Everyone’s cheers turned to screams when she didn’t stop and began attacking them
Lefty kept hanging around Ryan
Orbiting without a reason, leaving Ryan
Ornery and wishing a comet would crash into Lefty
Sending Lefty into deep space
Eventually finding another person’s gravity well
When you keep going back for another long drink
Everything just seems to flow better, but
Look out for that fall; it’s a long way down, but if you do
Lassie will save the day