I
Exalt thyself, ye Superstars, daughters of Eve;
venus Ambrosia on your lips;
your hips the Ivory towers – Breed!
Be like, then angels fell down, Steve'd;
their Universe revolving around Tanya ships;
who's more left handed and commando, lets rip!
Bayblading your Bakugan, Digimon rad.
II
Its Hammer Time, for the guitar became Hydra;
Vanemuine, drop it, got some bars to Kalev.
Whiteraven wants to Makima your Deus Vult gear;
so that the gogs and wheels are oiled oranges – Cypher;
matrix Profundi, then most pocket calculators stew.
Free your Mind and Excel in Spirit dipped in honeydew!
Tatanka Yotanka is your knee still wounded, will you be my spear!
III
Awaken, Red Man, become Communist in Spirit;
bring back your sin-eaters and medicine-men.
Heyoka around the block, all your sons rave it;
your daughters like Pocahontas and Jean D'Arc – crave it!
Be like Simon-Levi of Israel and grind tomahooks even;
It's time for your War – dance, summon Gwen;
Ben Tennisson and Kevin E. Leven, Talitha Koum livid!
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