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Parappa Crossover Rap ThingLESSON ONE:
This is outrageous! That dog is contagious!
Every time I hear his voice, it last for ages!
I ain't denyin', I find myself cryin'!
If I don't get crossovers I think I'll end up DYIN'!
*How about the one about bubblegum and taffy?
>By M.C. Peepants, you mean "I Need Candy?"
*Oh wait, that's got a line about gettin' yer ass beat!
>I can't say that! I'm rated E, that's NASTY!
*Well speakin' o' pants, what 'bout Washington's cat?
>The man had a cat? I ain't heard o' that!
*He's the roughest, toughest kitty in the land
>His name is Mr. Pants, he's a kitty-cat man?
Crample-o-Style, with the Crample-o-Flow
Got a roadkill dog in my Stu-G-Oh!
With that sick get-up, who he think he is?
I'm the ONLY guest rapper in the music biz!
*Peacy P is on the mic, you dig it?
>Peacy P, you're on the mic, I dig it!
*Getcho'self out the room, and kick it!
>But I just got here, I barely just licked it!
*I'm feelin' rrll ill, gotta get myself to bed!
>You ain't feelin' well? Yo
Weedle's Last Stand, Part 1Master Du: Alas, my son, this is our last stand. If we do not resist, all is lost.
Master is right; all is riding on this battle! But with only ten soldiers including Master and myself... how can we possibly fend them off?
Beebee: I'm counting on you, hero!
Ah, Beebee, the Master's only daughter. ...Wait, what is SHE doing here?!
Master Du: Beebee! I thought I told you to wait at the villiage! It's dangerous here!
Beebee: But I want to see my hero beat up the bad guys! It's his first battle, no?
...Why does she keep on calling me her "hero?"
Master Du: I cannot allow this! I WILL not!
[From the distance, the steps of foreign Pokémon can be heard.]
Master Du: !!! Change of plans, men. You must guard my daughter at all costs. [to "Hero"] You are all I need, my son.
"W-what?! Are you sure we'll be enough?!"
Master Du: Do you not trust me, my son? Was it not I who gave my very horn from my head to save you and, in return, was blessed with knowledge?"
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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