The sunflora’s dead doublade fell upon him
Taking him to the white landorus
Of empolions
Of illumise empolion illumise
The deerling and the Walrein poipole
without a rhyme
A widowed wingull torn apart by chanseys of helioptile
One last perfect vigoroth
Is still the same old slakoth
Oh crustle how I hate what I have phione
Take me home
gengar away, Ralts away, fly away
Lead me azelf to dreadnaw’s hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shellder cries more
I cannot die, I, a horsea for the cold world froakie me
I have but two fomantis
One for the world
One for Arceus
Save me
I cannot cry 'cause the shellder cries more
I cannot die, I, a horsea for the cold world”
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain
From the Moltres, a red orange glow
See the face of fear
Running scared in the valley below
The sky
The sky Beldum in the blue sky Beldum in the blue sky Beldum in the blue Beldum in the blue
In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the Gardevoir was overcome
You plant a Bulbasaur
You raise a Volcorena
See them burning crosses
See the flames higher and higher
The sky
The sky Beldum in the blue sky Beldum in the blue sky Beldum in the blue Beldum in the blue
Yeah, alright, hold you
See, this guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he’s peeling off those dollar bills
Lapping them…
Kiss me, k-k-kiss me
Infect me with your Luvdisc
Fill me with your poison
Take me, t-t-take me
Wanna be your Victini
Ready for Abomasnow Katy Perry E.T.
Second one for 2020, first one for me this year, featuring the newest album of my favourite band:
Now you`ve been ducklett in
For eternatus earthrise and wooper
A wailord through aipoms
Story unheard hippowdon at the Earth
Yours the whole grimmsnarl of heavens
A Shinx that sailed home
You’re with us, face of the night
Singing through the morn for munna
I want to sinistea
You`re home now, outward urge
As with every drowzee chimchar
We want to come with you
SomeBeldum once told me
The Wailord is gonna Ralts me
I ain’t the shuppet tool in the shedinja
She was looking kingdra dumb
With her fletchinder and her thumb
In shape of an “L” on her florges
We’re no Staryu to Luvdisc
You know the riolu and so do I
A full combusken’s what I’m thinking of mewtwold’nt Ghetsis from any other Gabite
And I jynxwanna tell mew You how I falinks
Wanna make mew understand
Never gonna give mewcut
Never gonna let mewdive
Never gonna run aron and desert mew
Never gonna make mew cry
Never gonna seel gabite
…
Ode to strange eggs I knew you were Trubbish when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I’d never been
Now I’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, Trubbish, Trubbish, Trubbish
Oh, oh, Trubbish, Trubbish, Trubbish Taylor Swift - I Knew You Were Trouble
Almost hattrem, West vivillon
Blue Ridge mothim, silicobra River
Life is old there, older than the treecko
Younger than the morgrem, growing like a breeze
corphish roads, take me home
to the place I belong
West vivillon, mothim Mama
Take me home, palpitoads
I was Happiny in the haze of the Spotlight Hour
But Heatran knows I’m miserable now
I was looking for a shiny and then I found a Shinx
But heaven knows I’m Misdreavus now…
after The Smiths - Heaven Knows, I’m Miserable Now
I… I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts Meloetta through the air
I’m pickin’ up good vibravas
She’s trading me the exeggutors
I’m pickin’ up good vigaroths
She’s trading me the excadrills
Etc, etc.
Goodbye Normal Types
Though I never used you at all
I just loved the way you stood there
When Machamp came to brawl.
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a Litwick in the wind
Never knowing who to swap to
When the Fairy Types sent in
And I would have liked to raid you
But I was just a Level 12
My party fainted long before
The legendary did.
After What A Wonderful World - Louis Armstrong et al.
I see Doduos of green
Red Skorupi too
I see them sparkle
For me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I see Psyducks of blue
And mega Gengars of white
The bright Community day
The dark-types at night
And I think to myself
What a hundo-fuelled world
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the feathers
Of Ho-oh going by
I see friends making trades
Saying, “How do you do?”
They’re really saying
“What regionals have you got?”
I see babies hatch
I’ll appraise them now
If they’re not up to scratch
Then it’s off to the Prof
And I think to myself
What a shundo-ful world
Yes, I think to myself
When will Kecleon be released?
Kiss me, k-k-kiss me
I knew you were Trubbish when you walked in
… some of the lyrics from the zero-point scoring UK Eurovision entry from last weekend… 
