From: Anagram | #082
Doomy, Doomy, give me your answer, do,
I'm half crazy, all for the love of Doom,
It won't be a stylish great deed,
I can't afford to kill Reed,
But you'd look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle made from two
b**** don't speak to me I am Doctor Victor Von Doom
Going to fright you so bad you will beg to go back into your momma's womb!
I am eternal, everlasting
Check your journal, you die by my blasting!
Doom is going to knock open your skull
You won't last longer than those filthy wretched skrull
I hate Reed, now I hate you as well
Too late to concede, DOOM SENDS YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL