I used to Tenta-cruel the world
Seadras would *magnet* rise when I gave the word
Now in the mornings I sleep Aron
Sweep the streets I used to Unown
I used to Rollout the dice
Feel the F.E.A.R in my enemies Sableyes
Listen as the crowd would Weezing
"Now the Slowking is dead! Long live Slaking!"
One minute I held the Odd Key
Next Walreins were closed on me
And I discovered that my castle's Stant(ler)
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of Sand-slash
I hear Jerusalem Bellsprout Chingling
Crobat Catholic choirs are singing
Be my mirror, Swords Dance and Shieldon
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I cant explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I Tentacrueld the world.
Extra points for the people that understand it.
Edit: sumginazu thats fucking brilliant lol