Bel-Air PWI edition.

Now, this is the story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Dreamweav-er.

In west ADC born and raised
Westgate was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out Haxin' relaxin' all cool
Plume shotting n00bs down at Silverpool
When a couple of Pkers
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and YourMom got scared
He said 'Go finish your quests down in Dreamweav-er'

I won a rare mount with a sparkly rear.
It had nine tailsand looked really *****.
If anything I can say is that this mount was rare.
But the the GMs said 'Forget it' - 'lets put all mounts in cash shop we don't care'

I teled up to the elder about seven or eight
And I yelled to my guildies 'Yo bishez smell ya later'
I looked at my questlog
I was finally there
To finish my quest in Dreamweav-er