Kept in Line

	  Why is it that I have to be kept in line?
And why am I speaking in foolish rhyme,
I want to stop all of Jim's yelling,
And in Aisha's eyes, tears are welling,
Suzuka still wants my head,
With all of these women, I wish I were dead,
Gillium II is now all pink,
And somthing's really starting to stink,
I have to end this rhyme that I spew,
Alright writer that's it! Your through!
BANG!!!