A Song For The Shippers

I've battled and I've fought

Against e'vry unbidden shipper thought

Others say, 'Thy whim, 'tis foolish

For those two shall come to naught'

So I fight these shipper feelings

Tell myself ''Twill never be'

And just when I think I've conquered them

Shipper thoughts sneak up on me

I say to the man in the TV screen

'Thou art meant for her and she for thee

Art thou blind, or art thou foolish?

What is wrong, cans't thou not see?'

Now should I continue this battle

Or should a shipper I remain?

For as a shipper I may expose

Myself to unfathomable pain

But alas, I've given up

Yea, I've now succumbed

To that magnet, to the pow'rfull pull

Of full-fledged shipperdom

So pain is a risk I'll have to take

Let ne'er a pair these two should make

They'll ascertain what I've known so long

Or I'll discover that I've been wrong

- Courtesy of The JAG Asylum