Jer
'Til Tomorrow
And for you, Mr. Silver, to the tune of Bruce Dickinson’s “Silver Wings”:For you, Weasel, a little poem to ponder over yonder and celebrate your musical tastes or wastes
Sounds of @Magnus fired up
and they’re spoiling for a fight
1000 “buddies” ready
You’re their target for tonight
Di’anno is their deity
but we all know the score
We know that Bruce can kick his ass
when wailing at the fore
Now the insults rhyme
as they make their posts
Say goodbye as your ego roasts
Tonight @John Silver zings
as he coarsely tells you
Broose Goose is a stooge
@John Silver zings
Rhyming till Di’anno dies...
and they’re spoiling for a fight
1000 “buddies” ready
You’re their target for tonight
Di’anno is their deity
but we all know the score
We know that Bruce can kick his ass
when wailing at the fore
Now the insults rhyme
as they make their posts
Say goodbye as your ego roasts
Tonight @John Silver zings
as he coarsely tells you
Broose Goose is a stooge
@John Silver zings
Rhyming till Di’anno dies...