The GR8 Moving Pomes of the Mighty Symbiote
These poems were written by me. They allow you to see into my Mighty heart. If you feel like crying cuz they are soooo Moving DO NOT feel Ashamed of your Pathetic Tau'ri Emotional Weakness. You can't help being Human and they are v. v. awesome pomes.
My future host has eyes so blue
He's much more hot than you...or you
He's six feet tall
And he's just righty
For a symbiote that's long and mighty.
Here I lie in my cosy pouch,
A Shol'va as my home.
Oh the shame, the shame!
I have a stupid name
I am no slouch! (at being a really mean Goa'uld)
So ends my pome.
My little womb:
Cosy cosy.
O'Neill's spilled blood:
Rosy, rosy
