Ye Mighty One

Yea and Verily!
Hold fast ye manhood
And attend this growing yarn!
That weaves a tale like tapestry
And tells of engorged manly bits!

A living monster of man
With woven gold for hair
A body as strong as steel
With teeth made of pearl
and an arse of iron

This great creature
woed entire towns
With a lilting sigh
and would then go on
To make wild passion
With every available orifice

This mind of great
Incomprehensibility
Thought thoughts
that even the gods
dare not think about

And when this lovely specimen
Was destined to die
He looked at Death
Square in the eye
And told him to
"SHOVE OFF"

Ohhh,yes.
Ye Mighty One
Oh master of the flying balls
Oh speaker of the funny word
Ohhhhh, ooooooh,
So much adoration exist
That a noise of exaltation
Is the only thing that'll do

OOOOOOOHHHHHHH
JASON!