Steve...he wears his hair in a WeaveHe rides in a Pony on WEP...and will mash you like a step!You look up and with a lurch...you see Steve on his perch!He screams earthward toward his foe...spewing 50Cal's of woe!When, in a flash he has made his pass...you think do I smell gas?The flames are hot and begin to sting...its hard to fly with only one wingNo need to be sour...cause your back in the TOWER!Can you like Steve?...he wears his hair in a Weave!
Wow, you guys need help.