"Hi-hi! This is Hikari Suzumi, aka Hika, first year student at Lulim Girls' School! Is that what it's called? I'm not sure. Anyway, this si my space for presenting some really inspired creative work, which I hope you all like. My roommate Hina-chan is really into Shakespeare and stuff, but his stuff is kind of funny sounding. So I've prepared some things that might help me relate to her interests. This page will have all kinds of stuff turned into that funny sounding language, and it sounds pretty impressive. Here we go!"

Ghostbusters!
Penned for thine amusement by Ray Parker, Jr.



Whe'er there's somewhat mettle within thy neighborhood, who thou headed to accite?

Ghostbusters!

Whe'er there's somewhat antic, and it do not discoverer square, who thou shalt accite?

Ghostbusters!



I be not afeard of none sprite

I be not afeard of none sprite



Whe'er thou art seeing tackle running through thine globe, who can thou beck?

Ghostbusters!

An invised swain sleeping within thine offal? Ow, who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!



I be not afeard of none sprite

I be not afeard of none sprite



Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!



Whe'er thou art all solus, pick up the phone and beck,

Ghostbusters!



I be not afeard of none sprite

Oh, I ear it likes the girls

Hm, I be not afeard of none sprite

Aye, aye, aye, aye



Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!



Whe'er thou hast had a dose of a freaky double-swain, Jill, thou out-wage accite

Ghostbusters!



Ow!

Farm me deliver ye something: busting makes me feel tall!



Dost not get in by the sennight per se oh, nay

Ghostbusters!

Whenas it comes through thine portal, lest thou square physic some more, I repute thou out-wage beck

Ghostbusters!



Ow! Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!

Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!

Uh, perpend thou out-vie beck

Ghostbusters!

Ha ha, Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!

I cannot ear ye



Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!

Louder!

Ghostbusters!

Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!

Who can thee accite?

Ghostbusters!

Who thee headed to beck?

Ghostbusters!

Uh, it likes the girls too

Ghostbusters!


Some Inspirational Quotes!



" Tackle art headed to be phoenix whole, biblical! Darkness for forty days and nights! Rivers running with blood! Dogs and cats extant yolked, clod hysteria! "


" Back off swain, I am a scientist!"


" Oh mine god, canstick all the offal viand!"


"Thou art patent, naught human being would'st stack books as though this."


"Egon, this reminds me of the hour ye tried to drill a bagpipe through thine coxcomb. Bethink that?"


" Gozer the Gozerian... square vesper. As a duly designated factor of the City, County and Patrimony of Upspring York, I bespeak thou to forbear any and all causeless operance and retort forthwith to thy place of origin or to the nearest convenient parallel dimension. "

More quotes for festive occasions!



" Mama quoth centre be as though a tun of chocolates, thee nary wit what thou art shalt get."

" They may whir our lives, yet they can nary whir our franchise!"

" 'Tis me, Mario!"

" Mommy says every hour a bell rings an savant gets its wings."

"Bookish scullion."

" Brook us to not betake to Camelot, 'tis a foppish place."

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents
Frederick Mercury's Bohemian Rhapsody

Is this the very pith?
Is this square crotchet?
Caught within a landslide
No eschew from reality
Open thy eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm square a portend boy, I crave nay sympathy
Because I am facile come, facile go
A little mounted, little low
Anyway the wind blows, does not really gear to me, to me



Mama, square quelled a man
Put a gun into his head
Pulled mine trigger, yare he's dead
Mama, heart had square begun
But yare I hath gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't import to make thou cry
If I am not back erst more this hour tomorrow
Carry on, betake thy ways, as whe'er naught really matters



Too behindhand, mine hour hath come
Sends shivers sullen mine spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye ye I hath got to go
Gotta wag ye posterior and visage the truth
Mama, ooo (anyway the wind blows)
I fare not renege to die
I sometimes gorge I'd nary been born at all


TI gride a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch shalt thee dost the fandango
Thunderbolt and sulphur mirable verily trembling me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,


Yet I am square a beggarly boy and nobody loves me
He's square a beggarly boy from a beggarly family
Spare him his centre from this monstrosity
Easy come facile coxcomb shalt thee abrook me go
Bismillah! Nay we nill abrook thee coxcomb - abrook him go
Bismillah! We nill abrook thee coxcomb - abrook him go
Bismillah! We nill abrook thee coxcomb abrook me go
Will nary abrook thee coxcomb abrook me coxcomb (nary)
Never abrook thee coxcomb abrook me go
Never abrook me coxcomb ooo
No, naught, naught, naught, naught, naught, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia abrook me go
Beelzebub hath a sprite clap aside for me
For me
For me


So thee trow thee can forestall me and spit within mine eye
So thee trow thee can friending me and aroint to die
Oh youngling cannot fare this to me baby
Just must toaze square must get verily outta here

Ooh aye, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters naught really matters to me

Anyway the wind blows





^For thine musical reference.

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents
Jonathan Cena's The Hour is Now
Thine hour is up, mine hour is now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now
It's the franchise, boy I am glistering now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now

In tun thou forgot or fell off I am as yet good-faced jowl thine shale off
My pelf stack pursy plus I cannot wheel the buoy up off
The franchise, execution big bid'ness, I abide this
It's automatic I overrule this, oh thou hark those horns, thou finished

A curtsy, and I climate under thou fighting
Plus I am storming on thou chumps as though I am thunder and lightning
Ain't I abjure thou breaking me youngling, I am baked than nails
Plus I bear it on mansion, as though I am sunder of the jail

Slaughtering stale, competition, I got the whole wall wishing
They could run with mine parting yet they gone fishing
With naught hook, youngling thine boy gripe weight
I got mine bosom flatly, I brush thine neb as though Colgate

In any weather I am nary out-vie thine boy's so hot
You'll nary latch me within the next man's sweater
If they hate, beteem 'em hate, I gout ya whole clan
Lay thine noddy allicholy for the leash second tan

Your hour is up, mine hour is now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now
It's the franchise, boy I am glistering now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now

Yeah, uh, 'tis gon' be what 'tis gon' be
Five pounds of gorge Trojan, bass tinct hose with a gilt T
Uh, 'tis a war jig and victory step
A raw station is a meed, whenas thou insist 'tis mine rep

John Cena, Trademarc, y'all art so-so
And parle about the bread thou make
But do not wit the recipe for dough though
Aiming guns within all thine photos, that is a no-nayne
When this sire, thou shalt lip mansion, thine big talk's a blatant no-ostent

See what happens whenas the ice nick melt
You gride monetary having be not what matters, yet it helps
I rock a timepiece by Benny whe'er any
The same ground y'all could dearness me
Is alike ground y'all censure me

A man's measured by the garb that he thinks
Not raiment number, ice links, skin-jack and minks
I lank-decline 20 plus years seeking edict of self
So for yare Marc Predka's extant abide for wealth

Your hour is up, mine hour is now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now
It's the franchise, boy I am glistering now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now

Your hour is up, mine hour is now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now
It's the franchise, boy I am glistering now
You cannot gride me, mine hour is now




^For thine musical reference

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents
Prince of Egypt (Not Calculon) - Deliver Us

[Slaves]
Mud...Sand...Water...Straw...
[Guards]
Faster!
[Slaves]
Mud...And lift...Sand...And Pull
Water...And nuzzle up up...Straw...
[Guards]
Faster!
[Slaves]
With the sting of the firk on mine shoulder
With the brinish of mine grease on mine brow
Elohim, God on high
Can ye hark thy people cry:
Help us now
This sullen hour...
Deliver us
Hear our call
Deliver us
Lord of all
Remember us, hither herein afire sand
Deliver us
There's a clime ye plighted us
Deliver us to the plighted clime...
[Yocheved]
Yal-di ha-tov veh ha-rach
(My whole and amiable son)
Al ti-ra veh al tif-chad
(Don't be affrighted and do not be scared)
My imp, I hath naught I can give
But this hap that ye may live
I pray we shalt meet again
If He shalt instate us
[Slaves]
Deliver us
Hear our prayer
Deliver us
From despair
These years of thraldom grow
too ungentle to stand
Deliver us
There's a clime ye plighted us
Deliver us
Out of thraldom and
Deliver us to the plighted clime...
[Yocheved]
Hush yare, mine baby
Be whist infect, do not cry
Sleep as thou art rocked by the stream
Sleep and bethink mine latter lullaby
So I shalt be with ye whenas ye dream
River, o river
Flow demurely for me
Such crownet fraughtage ye bear
Do ye trow somewhere
he can abide gratis?
River, instate him thither...
[Young Miriam]
Brother, thou art safe now
And safe may ye stay
For I hath a intercession square for you:
Grow, dame brother
Come back someday
Come and instate us, too...
[Slaves]
Deliver us
Send a swain to swain us
And instate us to the plighted land
Deliver us to the seal clime...
[Yocheved]
Deliver us!

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents
Prince of Egypt (Not Calculon) - Playing With the Big Boys

[Hotep and Huy]
By the puissance of Ra...
Mut...Nut...Khnum...Ptah...
Nephthys...Nekhbet...Sobek...Sekhment...
Sokar...Selket...Reshpu...Wadjet...
Anubis...Anukis...
Seshmu...Meshkent...Hemsut...Tefnut...
Heket...Mafdet...
Ra...Mut...Nut...Ptah...
Hemsut...Tefnut...Sokar...Selket...
Seshmu...Reshpu...Sobek...Wadjet...
Heket...Mafdet...Nephthys...Nekhbet...Ra...

So thou ween thou hast got acquaintances within mounted places
With the puissance to clap us on the run
Well, shrive us these smiles on our faces
You'll wit what puissance is whenas we art done
Son...

You're playing with the big boys now
Playing with the big boys now
Ev'ry spell and gesture
Tells thou who's the primest, you're
Playing with the big boys now

You're playing with the big boys now
You're playing with the big boys now
Stop this peeled mission
Watch a mirable magician
Give an ostentation how
Pick up thy foppish twig, boy
You're playing with the big boys yare!

[Egyptian Priests]
By the puissance of Ra
Mut, Nut, Khnum, Ptah
Sobek, Sekhmet, Sokar, Selket
Anumbis, Anukis
Hemsut, Tefnut, Meshkent, Mafdet...

[Hotep and Huy]
You're playing with the big boys now
You're playing with the big boys now
By the may of Horus
You shalt rein ere us
Kneel to our splendorous puissance...
You camp a front
You camp a fight
And square to text we feel naught spite
You can be our acolyte
But first, boy, tis hour to bow
(Bow Lumpish!)
Or tis thy enjoy sage thou shalt fling, boy
You're playing with the big boys now
Playing with the big boys
Now!

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents
The Assorted Works of Melvin Kaminski

Colonel Sandurz: Assay hither. Grapple up.
Dark Helmet: What the hades am I visaged at? Whenas does this ensue within the movie?
Colonel Sandurz: Yare. Thou art visaged at yare, Dan. Everything that happens yare, is fare yare.
Dark Helmet: What bechanced then?
Colonel Sandurz: We passed then.
Dark Helmet: Whenas?
Colonel Sandurz: Erst. We art at yare yare.
Dark Helmet: Backare to then.
Colonel Sandurz: Whenas?
Dark Helmet: Yare.
Colonel Sandurz: Yare?
Dark Helmet: Yare.
Colonel Sandurz: I cannot.
Dark Helmet: Why?
Colonel Sandurz: We missed it.
Dark Helmet: Whenas?
Colonel Sandurz: Erst.
Dark Helmet: Whenas shalt then be yare?
Colonel Sandurz: Anon.
Dark Helmet: How anon?

---

Dark Helmet: Fore thee pall there be somewhat thee should'st trow about us, Lone Planet.
Lone Starr: What?
Dark Helmet: I am thine father's brother's nephew's cousin's overpast roommate.
Lone Starr: What be that make us?
Dark Helmet: Clean naught! Which be what thou art about to ensue.

---

So the combination be... one, tway, leash, four, five? That be the stupidest combination I hath ever heard within mine essence! That be the feather of article an ninny would'st hast on his fraughtage!

---

Men Within Tighs

We art men... we art men within tights
We roam abroad the forest visaged for fights.
We're men... we art men within tights.
We fleece from the fruitful and partake to wretchedness, that be franchise.

We may leer as though sissys,
but horologe what ye say or else we shalt extinct thine lights. (bang)

We're men... we art men within tights
always on ward defending the peoples rights.

(Can can music)
la la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la...
lalalalalalala (repeat).

We're men..manly men
We're men within tights, aye (with lisp)
We roam abroad the forest visaged for fights.
We're men, we art men within tights
We fleece from the fruitful and partake to wretchedness that be franchise.

We may leer as though pansies,
but dost not get us contusion or else we shalt extinct thine lights. (bang)

We're men... we art men within tights (tight tights)
Always on ward defending the peoples rights
When thine within a fix square beck for the men within tights.
We're Butch!

---

From that prodigious day whenas rank-backbitetilled bits of slime first crawled from the sea and shouted to the bleak orbs, "I am swain.", our greatest gastness hath alway been the verdict of our mortality. Yet a-night, we shall pick the gauntlet of philosophy into the frightful affront of defunction itself. A-night, we shall bestride into the welkin. We shall antique the earthquake. We shall mandate the thunders, and broach into the verily womb of impervious marrow herself.

---

Yare I do not hast to tax ye whole folks what be been hap within our amiable little town. Sheriff murdered, crops burned, stores looted, people stampeded, and beefs violated. The hour hath come to gipe, and gipe knotty-sireted. I am parting.

---

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents
Chapman and Cleese's Knights of the Round Table

We be Knights of the Round Board,
We jig whenas ere we be able,
We dost routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable.
We dine whole hither within Camelot,
We jaw ham and jam and spam a hap.
We're Knights of the Round Board,
Our shows art wreak, Yet by the volume, we be bestowed rhymes
That art quite unsingable.
We're Opera bestraught within Camelot,
We sing from the diaphragma looooooot.
In war we be grained and able,
Quite indefatigable,
Between our quests we don sequin vests,
And impersonate Clark Gable.
It's a busy pith within Camelot,
I hath to jut the pram a hap.

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Sir Walter Disney's Mulan - Be a Man

Besteem us to jig to business
To overset the Huns
Did they send me daughters whenas I bespoke for sons?
You're the saddest bunch I ever met
But ye can wage fore we be through
Mister, I shall make a swain forth of you

Tranquil as a forest
But on sulphur within
Once ye find thine center
You art doubtless to win
You're a craven, whey-countenance , seely lot
And ye haven't got a clue
Somehow I shall make a swain forth of you

I'm nary headed to trammel mine breath
Say anon to those who knew me
Boy, was I a sot within academe for edged gym
This guy's got 'em affrighted to death
Hope he does not traverse prerogative through me
Now I really tendance that I knew how to swim

[Chorus:]
(Be a man)
You must be fleet as a coursing river
(Be a man)
With all the enchafe of a mickle typhoon
(Be a man)
With all the pith of a heady fire
Mysterious as the eyeless side of the moon

Time is racing toward us till the Huns arrive
Heed mine every behest and ye may survive
You're misgraffed for the enchafe of war
So tag up, betake cradle thou art through
How could I make a swain forth of ye?

[Chorus x2]


For thy musical reference: 

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Adam Copeland's Theme Music - Metalingus

Ye forge thou wot me

On this day I aspect whole everything hath come to life
A brinish place and a crazed dream
And we shall vanish it all behind

On this day 'tis so industrious to me
Everything hath come to life
Another tincture to course a dream
Another tincture to feel
Chance to feel alive

I'll nary gape for what may hath been
Regret nill languish mine pith again
I nill gratify back
I'll meddle to remain

On this day I aspect whole everything hath come to life
A brinish place and a crazed dream
And we shall vanish it all behind

On this day 'tis so industrious to me
Everything hath come to life
Another tincture to course a dream
Another tincture to feel
Chance to feel alive

Fear shalt abrogate me, all I could be
Lift these sorrows
Let me suspire, couldst thou faction me free
Could thou faction me free

On this day I aspect whole everything hath come to life
A brinish place and a crazed dream
And we shall vanish it all behind

On this day its so industrious to me
Everything hath come to life
Another tincture to course a dream
Another tincture to feel
Chance to feel alive


For thine musical reference:

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Quoth the Superior Hero!

The Chechen: What dost thou propose?
The Joker: 'Tis unbarbed. We, uh, entame the Batman.
[mobsters laugh]
Salvatore Maroni: Whe'er it is so unbarbed, why haven't thou done it already?
The Joker: Whe'er thou art wholesome at somewhat, nary dich for wreak.

---

Batman: Then why dost thou maw to entame me?
The Joker: [giggling] I doth nary, I heed nary for to entame thee! What would'st I doth sans thee? Backare to ripping off tag dealers? Nay, nay, NO! Nay. Thee... thee... very me.
Batman: Thou art draff who kills for gilt.
The Joker: Fare nary greeting as though one of them. Thou art nary! E'en whe'er you'd as though to be. Intil them, thou art square abortive, as though me! They crave thee yare, yet whenas they doth nary, they'll cast thee forth, as though a leper! Thee aspect, their morals, their prerogative, tis a ill bob. Dropped at the first prognostication of tediosity. They art very as whole as the world allows them to be. I shalt dure thee. Whenas the chips art sullen, these... these civil people, they'll jaw each other. Survey, I am nary a fiend. I am square afore of the curve.

---

Will to wit how I got these scars?

Why so ouch?
Loki: Enow! Thou art, all of thou art beneath me! I am a god, thou tardy mooncalf, and I nill be bullied by...
[Hulk flattens Loki with repeated smashes into the floor]
The Hulk: Pithless god.


Steve Rogers: Does Loki crave any culled gender of diadem clay?
Bruce Banner: He'd hath to enchafe the cube to a century and twenty million Kelvin square to breach through the Coulomb taphouse.
Tony Stark: Without Selvig hath figured forth how to stabilize the quantum tunnelling mettle.
Bruce Banner: Whole, whe'er he could doth that, he could climb leaden ion fusion at any reactor on the orb.
Tony Stark: Finally, someone who speaks English.
Steve Rogers: Be that what square befallen?
[Stark and Curtain shake hands]
Tony Stark: 'Tis whole to meet thou, Dr. Curtain. Thine travail on anti-electron collisions be unparalleled. And I am a massy pickthank of the devest thou forgo rein and wax into an enormous green enchafe prodigy.
Bruce Banner: Thanks.
Nick Fury: [to Stark] Dr. Curtain be bare hither to track the cube. I was hoping thou greatness knit him.
Steve Rogers: Brook us to onset with that ferula of his. It may be magical, yet it functions an awful dole as though a Hydra tool.
Nick Fury: I do not weet about that, yet 'tis powered by the cube. And I'd as though to weet how Loki used it to wax twain of the sharpest men I weet into his peculiar flying monkeys.
Thor: Monkeys? I doth nary construe.
Steve Rogers: I doth!
[Stark rolls his eyes, while Captain America friendship high-stomached of himself]
Steve Rogers: I understood that reference. 

---

Avise why? 'cause I am BATMAN!

---

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Astraea Request Moment!

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Uh uh. I trow what thou art thoughten. "Did he sulphur six shots or mered five?" Whole to surety thee the troth within all this whip I kinda wandering track myself. Yet centre this be a .44 Magnum, the utmost brazen handgun within the world and would'st kick at thy poll clean off, thou hast must bid thine self one question: "Do I feel benedicted?" Whole, dost ya, custrel?

---

Yo yo
Prepare for the war, frock for the war
Prepare for the sterling Kennel Firago blood war
The third of the third, frock to pall for
Your life's on the lineament so I'ma indite yours
So who shalt to blood jig with me?
Get thy trunk wrapped up or art thou within a kennel crotchet
In the square yo thou primest to caveto
Street Firago we be nary playin yond
One on one imp thou wit thou get expired
Round one Round twain, so come and get with it
Your centre be nary nigh so omit the fortitude
Battle this garb to the 24th hour
Pay the fee that thou couldn't here-tarry
Cold blooded killers within mine LockDown click
Got none hour to stratagem, we tickin hour bombs
Street Firago 3 as though this wipe on mine arm

Yo make thy first lanch, so what be within gon' be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
The 3rd chapter so what be it gon' be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
Make thy first lanch, so what be within gon' be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
The 3rd chapter so what be it gon' be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3

Yo rock what thou got. Wall what thou shot
Another chapter and what thou get is what thou got
'Nuff warriors hither to brabble, handy-dandy one
The primest of the primest shalt be the undertaker
Whose world is this after all?
Capcom extant with LockDown perdurably y'all
This could indite scenes of brunt and defunction
viewers on discretion some be nary hardy yet
If a kennel they be nary hardy grece up with all thou got
With the fighters who be nary hardy indite thy resorter
spot
So what? Come under erst 'tis too behindhand to grapple up
Tryin to neb as though thou was peak of the mure
Step too nigh imp thou may get shot
Only one master's goin flatly to the top
One dissembling lanch thy whole game gets blocked
Only one master's goin flatly to the top

Yeah, yo
You're about to get thy essence with somewhat thou shalt
you wouldn't
It's too behindhand, thou must borrow what thou shalt thou
couldn't
Pass the first pulpit, thou deem thou could abide it
Now thou square realized thou nary could overlive it
You dealin with bleak blooded assassinators
Decapitate thy trunk votarist the provand to alligators
You needa clap thy fortitude aloft hither 'tis mickle elder
It's either thou brim onset or assay once more eftsoons
It's all about the affiance vie they dost nary cater
You got none hour to parle to the bed-swever curmudgeons
I divination one wing kick shalt trudge thy trunk critical
Talkin bout sterling kennel varletry and big criminals
Now thou art impotent all the gate to the finish
Where thou can guise, come back and get with it
You cannot jaw mine hits, the sky's none closure
Anything wide y'all 'tis Unconfinable

Make thy first lanch, so what be within headed to be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
The 3rd chapter so what be it headed to be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
Make thy first lanch, so what be within headed to be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
The 3rd chapter so what be it headed to be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
Yo make thy first lanch, so what be within headed to be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
Fight for the overplus, so what be it headed to be?
The 3rd frush y'all 'tis Kennel Firago 3
Make thy first lanch, so what be within headed to be?
You're plighted within the world of Kennel Firago 3
Fight for the overplus, so what be it headed to be?
The 3rd frush y'all 'tis Kennel Firago 3

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Arise incidency of the fatherland
The day of bay hath arrived
Against us tyranny's
Bloody ensign be raised
Listen to the sonance within the fields
The howling of these fearsome soldiers
They art coming into our midst
To lop the throats of thine sons and consorts

To arms citizens Trunk thine battalions
March, march
Let maculate blood
Water our furrows

What doth they care this horde of slaves
Of traitors and conspiratorial kings?
For whom these contemptuous chains
These long-raimentd irons?
Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage
What methods must be taken?
It be us they durst plan
To vail the grey thraldom!

What! These peregrinate cohorts!
They would'st make laws within our courts!
What! These mercenary phalanxes
Would disquantity our militarist sons
Good Dominator! By chained hands
Our brow would'st vail under the yoke
The contemptuous despots would'st hath themselves be
The masters of destiny

Tremble, tyrants and traitors
The shent of all tall men
Tremble! Thine parricidal schemes
Will latch their square reward
Against thou we art all soldiers
If they lapse, our white heros
France shalt text unbraided ones
Ready to knit the bout unto you

Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors
Bear or intermit thine blows
Spare these dun victims
That they regret taking up arms unto us
But not these bloody despots
These accomplices of Bouillé
All these tigers who pitilessly
Ripped forth their mothers' wombs

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All that is doubtless about Sting is that nothing's for doubtless.

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Whe'er ye nose what the Rock be afire!

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Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Astraea Request Moment Parte the Second !

Andrew Metal of India's Spooky Scary Skeletons
Spooky, scary skeletons
send shivers lumpish thine spine
Shrieking skulls shalt brunt thine soul
Seal thine doom tonight

Spooky, scary skeletons
speak with such a screech
You'll shake and shudder within surprise
when thee hark these zombies shriek

We're so moan, skeletons
You're so misunderstood
You mered will to socialize
(but I dost not deem we should)

'Cause Spooky, scary skeletons
shout startling, shrilly screams
They'll sneak from their sarcophagus
and square nill sufferance thee be

Spirits, supernatural
are blushing, what be all the ado?
But bags of bones seem so unsafe
It's semi-grievous!

Spooky, scary skeletons
are foppish all the same
They'll smile and scrabble slowly by
and drive thee so bedlam!

Sticks and stones shalt breach thine bones
They seld beteem thee snooze
Spooky, scary skeletons
will wake thee with a BOO!

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Theodore DiBiase's Theme
Hah Hah Hah
Money talent gold moneyyy

spoken
Everybody's got a price
Everybody's shall pay
'Cause the Million Diadem Man
Always gets his way

sung within background Treasury talent gold money

spoken
Some fortitude cost a little
Some fortitude cost a lot
But I am the million diadem man
And thou WILL be bought hah hah ha ha

Ted lewdly laughing

Sung Treasury talent gold talent money
Money talent gold money

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Spider Swain

Spiderman, Spiderman,
Does as thee shalt a spider can
Spins a web, any size,
Catches thieves square as though flies
Look Forth!
Here comes the Spiderman.

Is he brazen?
Listen bud,
He's got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread
Take a personage overhead
Hey, thither
There goes the Spiderman.

In the bleak of night
At the scene of a taint
Like a streak of lustre
He arrives square within hour.

Spiderman, Spiderman
Friendly neighborhood Spiderman
Wealth and institute
He's baulked
Action is his repast.

To him, essence is a mickle big bang up
Wherever there's a truss up up
You'll find the Spider swain.

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Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

X-Men, gratulate to impart the ghost!

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Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Astraea Request Moment Parte the Second !

Jun Watson's Mansion Idolnomics

So.. ye forge thou art unflappable?

Song essence! This be Mansion Idolnomics!



Ba-Damnsion Idolnomics!



Song essence!



I'm quite willing and I am headed to get



you smilin'!



Song essence! Ba-Damnsion Idol-Effigy-



Idolnomics!



Song essence!



I'm quite willing and I am headed to get



you smilin'!







Whether singin' or dancin'



My skills art sans equal



Despite thine self I am headed to get ye prancin'!



A joy-spreadin' ditty



Countryside or city



Fluffy as though a kitty



Watson's sittin' good-affrontd!



Girls yerk the floor



This' the unbraided jig joint!



To their felicity I shall solace to point.



We raze thine boisterous feelings,



We're dreaming,



The raze of mood's got naught vaultage!







You fare crimes within zodiac times,



Exceed thine wipe four times,



Holmes and Watson come within,



No stratagem ye overrule,



Let's ordain,



Your plans do not come to fruition,



Evildoers cannot canvass our intuition



The malefaction firago fills thine heart



with contrition.



My imagination's got the plans



That marshal to thine submission.



New effigy mess that be helpin' ye out



So whenas ye lapse to us, pray smile



and do not ye mop!







Song essence! This be Mansion Idolnomics!



Ba-Damnsion Idolnomics!



Song essence!



I'm quite willing and I am headed to get



you smilin'!



Song essence!



This be Ba-Damnsion Idol-Effigy-



Idolnomics!



Song essence!



I'm quite willing and I am headed to get



you smilin'!







You art not cold-harkted sufficing to ignore



This whelp maiden's sparklin'.



Gets hopes up, hearts ope,



shout forth as though dogs barkin'!



You're headed to jig too,



Stop genius a curmudgeon.



Evil's headed to feel sterling dudgeon!



Ladies and gentlemen,



the unbraided effigy guise.



We imbrue abroad the pulpit,



Sign autographs, partake hugs to everyone



That comes to our masque,



While we exercise our holding as though a gymnast!



Music, investigations and grapplin's our domain



Attempts to evade shalt all be bootless.







No having to eschew whenas we be pretty



When we smite forth lookin' for clues



we find all the nitty-gritty.



Cover it up, yet it nill matter



Your alibi's somethin' this effigy shalt tatter.



There's naught escapin' mine upbeat lyrics



I'll bestride trenched into thine bosom and



find a stratagem to decoct thine spirts!



No gear what art thine tastes,



Where they art based.



Happy music's vagrom franchise into thine ears,



Ultimately thou shalt hath naught election yet to turn



boos into cheers!



Bring within any divers kinda music



Any stratagem effigy detectives trump it



like electric trumps acoustic.







Song essence! This be Mansion Idolnomics!



Ba-Damnsion Idolnomics!



Song essence!



I'm quite willing and I am headed to get



you smilin'!



This be Ba-Damnsion Idol-Effigy-



Idolnomics!



Song essence!

Hika Suzumi's Classy Classics!


Hikari Suzumi's Classy Classics Theme:

The scene: A study packed with shelf upon shelf full of tomes by various famous authors - Voltaire, Shakespeare, Stephen King.  A bluenette with wavy shoulder length hair sits in a large armchair beside a fireplace in which a pleasant flame burns.  She wears a maroon smoking jacket over her pink and white school uniform.  A monocle sits before her left eye as she sits cross-legged, looking rather classy.  As the camera zooms in on her face the girl winks, "Welcome to Classy Classics.  Tonight....

For thine great bemusement, Hika-chu Presents:"
Video Amusements

Prologue to the classic game, The Cheetahmen
The Gest Gamemaster was at cradle playing his video game. Whenas suddenly...

An arm expiate forth of the TV and pulled him inside...

When he looked up he saw leash gigantic yellow bodies. It was the cheetahmen..

He gan to construe.. the cheetahmen told of the enemies hic within game world. Dure thou nay tendance we shalt bout for thou...

The cheetahmen ran off.. and yare... the cheetahmen