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by Tim Wellman
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There once was a goldminer near Perth, Who endeavored to increase her net-worth; She plucked her eyebrows, To run with the highbrows, Then proceeded to conquer the earth. There once was a girl good with swords, Each swing bringing new awards; Though she flirted with women, She shared Hercules' linen, Producing her own show as reward. If Callisto and Xena should meet In a bar on some dusty street, Would they talk of old times Over a bottle of wine, Or just cut up each other like meat. I must say I'm partial to blondes, Though Xena does possess certain charms; Between Callisto and her, I'd choose the third, 'Cause Gabrielle would do me less harm. There once was an actress named Heidi, Who thought her name kind of flighty; She changed it to Hudson, Her career became fun then, And she could appear without wearing a nightie. There once was a girl named Callisto, Who was a certified warrior psycho; She said love was a trick, But the girl with a stick Would love to smash in her pie-hole. Some say Xena is too butch and hunky, And it's true she does walk kinda funny; But it has nothing to do with Sexual preference, I'm sure it's Because she wears leather undies. When the Fates granted Xena her wish, She certainly became quiet a dish; Cute as a bug, As she pulled out the rug, But Matthias couldn't give her a kiss. In Callisto's body, did Xena observe The shape of her new and beautiful curves? If it had been me, With such wonders to see, I would think it a blessing, not a curse. There once was a leather-clad princess, Imbued with a quantity of defenses; She loved Gabrielle, Though no one could tell If it was Platonic, or more intensive. __________________ written by Tim Wellman kg8rj@ianet.net