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BtVS13/2.1 When She Was Bad
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 Rhetorical verse for Tea Time in
L.A. #24 - Please do not post comments here (use
the CORKBOARD) Posted by: forensicpopouri - Apr 17, 2002, 10:36
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RE: BtVS 2.1 "When She Was
Bad"
RESURRECTION'S A BITCAH
(aka STAY, BAD BUFFY,
STAY) rhetorical verse in Shakesperean
sonnet form
PART
1
(1) A BIG BAD BUFFY (with
new Buffy hair)
returns to face the
vampires of her town
with new bad attitude:
Hey, I don't care
what anybody thinks.
No "loser" clown.
Her momentary
death (last episode)
replaced her
Buffy Baby Talk with
Lip.
My friends, for all I care,
can hit the road.
I'm solo captain of this
slaying ship . . .
. . . that needs no
fools. My hands are capable
of executing
my damned sacred role
which seems
for me so inescapable.
(Hey, I must have a
whole six-pack of soul.)
It
seems that dying only makes me
mean.
Move over Cordy,
there's a brand new
Queen.
(2) I'LL PUT THE TAPE
ON HOLD to say one thing:
I think Ms.
Gellar plays "THE BAD GIRL" best.
It's
more than just that teasing, naughty
zing
she lathers on the men who've failed
some test . . .
. . . that Buffy
has designed to cull the herd
of all the
helpless cattle in the way
of slayer
duty that's on her conferred
with no
escape, (When killed, she'll
ricochet.)
"I TRUST MYSELF."
"COME ON," you, "KICK MY A**!"
I
LIKE THIS BETTER than B-Baby
Talk.
WITH BUFFY TOUGH, her friends
might buy some gas
and rev that journey on
which they just walk.
THEN
Willow might well punch out Xander's
lights.
Drop fuzzy sweaters. Don Red
Kevlar tights.
<g>
[CONTINUED
BELOW]
you
speak
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| Posted by:
forensicpopouri - Apr 17, 2002, 10:39
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| [CONTINUED]
(3) A TOUGH
NEW WILLOW with her own trance band.
No
tech-wimp shadow to Buff's power
point.
When "good old Xander's" whipped
all he could stand,
he'd stop the stupid jokes
and roll a joint.
And Big Bad Buffy on
her Sweet Sixteen
would "burn ol'
Angel down" -- but dust his bones
if he
showed up "all diff'rent," acting mean,
and
claiming not to have a
telephone.
Angelus would know better
than to mess
with Big Bad Buffy's heart --
he'd make the call
to reaffirm his love,
and to confess
that his ol' evil nature's had a
ball . . .
. . . but even though he's lost
his freakin' soul,
before he'd break her heart,
he'd eat hard coal.
(4) OF COURSE,
JOSS WIMPED sweet Buffy back to
form.
He "spanked her inner moppet" with
remorse.
With just a short side-show of
anger's storm,
her ultra-violence would
run its course . . .
Through slaughter and
through torture of her foes,
she'd
pulverize her issues . . . THEN SHE'D
CRY
until she's back to normal, where her
woes
are only 'bout her friends. SO LONG.
GOODBYE . . .
. . . TO MEAN, HELL-CAT
BAD BUFFY. SEE. ALL
GONE.
Forgiveness by her "loser
friends." How nice. SARCASM
WARNING
I HOPE YOU SEE the look that I've
got on.
I WISH she'd stay Bad Buffy. Call
her "Spice."
THEN "Spice &
Spike" we'd call the brand new show.
AND
"Sam & Riley." Back to back, they'd go.
<ewg>
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