The Rossi

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For Lukas Rossi a great and talented man who inspires me everytime that I see him.

A remake of Poe's classic poem The Raven


Once upon a Tuesday night dreary while I pondered
Watching as one by one
The rockers took turns singing upon my television screen
While I nodded nearly napping,
Suddenly there came a rocking
As of someone tottally kicking butt right there in my very own living room
'Tis some red stuff,' I muttered
'kicking butt right here in my very own living room'
To all this
No other can evermore begin to compare


Ah distinctly I remember it was that not so long Tuesday
As every other singer but this one bored me right out of my mind
Eagerly I logged onto the web and at once began to vote
Over and over and over again
For this man
Much better then all the rest who came before him
A singer to which none other can begin to compare evermore


And the silken beauty of his hair and the dancing of his perfect tattooed body
upon the stage
Thrilled me
Filled me with fantastic desires and joys never felt before
So that now, to still the beating of my overeager heart I stood repeating and
whispering
Tis some major butt kicking there
Right here upon my television screen
Yes, indeed
There is some major butt kicking rock and roll going on here
Right here in my very own living room
Upon my television screen


Presently my affection grew stronger
A call I placed to each and all of my dearest friends
Dear fellow fans and viewers truely you must tell me
Who is this man?
This masterpiece I see here tonight
Upon my television screen
Kicking butt right in my very own living room
And, that is when joyous to my wondering ears
This answer
This answer and this name that I shall forget
Nevermore
His name is Rossi
They told me
Lukas Rossi
It is he who is there
A masterpiece upon your television screen
Kicking butt right there in your very own living room
It is he
Lukas Rossi
Who we shall forget
Nevermore
For he is truely a rockstar
Leader of Supernova or not
A legend he shall grow to become they said and I must agree


FOREVER MORE

By RAMONA THOMPSON


© 2006 RAMONA THOMPSON (All rights reserved)


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