Series: World of Wrestling

Season 1: Beauty & The Big Dog

Episode 1: A Rookie Rises

Chapter 4: The Big Dog's Bark

Text:

Jessica roamed the halls

Talking to whoever she saw.

But no one was willing to cross

Will Rothschild’s power and awe.

So as Jessica went past catering

For the eleventh time,

The Atlantyx and Keri Starr decided

It was time to play with her mind.

Keri approached from catering,

Smiling as she walked.

Keri: “How we doing Supergirl?

How was Rothschild’s talk?”

Before she could even answer

Mack and BJ stepped up from behind.

Mack: “Girl, you’d be insane to fight us tonight!”

“You guys are lame.

No spilling food on me, Keri?

Or are you afraid to see,

My title belt you’re wearing

Getting all gross and messy?”

Keri smiled and nodded.

Mack and BJ attacked.

They grabbed Jess’ arms at the wrists,

And held them behind her back.

Keri got right in Jess’ face,

And smiled until her cheeks hurt.

Keri: “You will never take this title from me, you silly little squirt.”

Keri ran her hands along her gold belt,

And Mack whispered in Jess’ ear,

“Besides, you’ve got a lot more tonight,

Of which you should be in fear.”

Jessica looked and saw some red

In her periphery.

Mack was yanked back by his nostrils,

And Jessica pulled free.

She saw the rookie she’d met earlier,

About to stand toe to toe,

With all six-foot-six of BJ Bass.

Then Keri Starr yelled,

Keri: “Whoa!

Save it for the ring neanderthals!”

Joshua: “You punks be glad I got a nap!

Jessica needs a partner tonight?

Guess what? I got her back!”

Series: Guardians of Atlanta

Season 1: The Legend of Stone Mountain

Episode 1: Cyclone Jones: The Long Summer

Chapter 6: Progress Is Knocking

Text:

Dinner time came for the happy Jones family,

They sat down to enjoy their meal,

But something cold still lingered in the air,

And all three of them could feel,

The relentless spirit now climbing their steps-

A monotonous drone in his heart,

And soon that drone would collide with their happiness,

And trouble truly start.

Progress moves can’t be stopped.

Trees cut down and then they’re chopped.

Progress will never be dropped-

’Til this whole culture is swapped.

During dinner time with the Jones,

A knock came to the door and everyone froze.

Father Reed went to the door to open.

On the other side, was a man who was hopin’

To take their farm, take their land, And turn it into a strip

mall.

He reached out to shake Reed’s hand- But he wasn’t gettin’

no “Howdy y’all?."

In fact, he wasn’t even gettin’ a “No, sir.”

But against this man, nothing would deter,

Man: "My name is Phillip Keller."

Reed: "Don't worry Phil, I know you.

You've been sending your vultures

Off and on since 2002."

Phillip: "Well, you'll be happy to know,

The offer tripled in price."

Reed: "It doesn't matter, now get off our porch."

Phillip: "Gee, aren't you nice?

I'm telling you, you're sitting on a goldmine!

This land is a big-budget deal!"

Reed: "Didn't you hear me? I said, get gone!

You should know the drill!"

Reed closed the door sharply,

And Phillip Keller smiled,

His plans for their land

Going longer than miles.

He took one more glance

At their yard and said:

Phillip: "Looks like Mr. nice guy

Is finally dead."

Reed Jones had said no.

There was nothing he could do.

He slammed the door on-

his corvette and stewed.

But still, Phillip plotted,

but still, Phillip planned-

To one day put an end

to this Southern strand.

He then drove off but inside Reed was asked

By his wife Emily "Who was it that passed-

By our door during dinner?" She happily chimed.

Reed: "Phillip Keller himself!

Guess what he wanted this time?"

Cyrus: "Is he still coming around?"

Cyrus asked in dismay

Reed: "Him and his cronies come by every day.

At least that's how it feels most of the time."

Emily: "That's enough about that then.

Would y'all like some wine?"

And as the Jones's enjoyed their dinner,

And Phillip Keller drove away,

The drone in Phillip Keller's heart,

Droned louder with wild decay.

Progress moves can’t be stopped.

Trees cut down and then they’re chopped.

Progress will never be dropped-

’Til this whole culture is swapped.

Series: Notes of Destiny

Season 1: The War for Harmadonia

Episode 1: The Windy Wood

Chapter 4: Tattle-Tale

Text:

Windy couldn't bear to watch.

Slave traders could be so cruel.

Especially the Pirate kind,

Who treated people like tools.

So she decided quickly,

To go tell Papa Bog.

She thought he might be back at home.

So she ran. She didn't jog.

Papa Bog adopted many kids,

Herself and most of her siblings.

She hoped he'd adopt the handsome one,

Whose cries in her ears were ringing.

But he generally didn't adopt one

At that late of an age.

She had been a baby

When her life turned that page.

Her home wasn't that far away

From the East end of the fair.

The leaves crunched beneath her loudly.

As the wind blew through her hair.

But as her family's treehouse

Came over the hill into sight

Windy's blood ran cold in her veins,

As panic gripped her tight.

Pirates with the same tattoos

That the earlier pirates had,

We're pouring something around her home-tree.

That could be nothing but bad.

Windy's scream pierced the air,

As she bolted toward their sheds

Pirate: "Stop you little Tattle-tale!

Stop or else you're dead!".