*brushing a bit of blonde hair from her eyes, a young woman bearing a harp, steps through the doors of the temple. Her soft soled shoes make only the slightest sound on the perfectly polished floors. She casts her eyes about the temple, looking a bit unsure of what to say or do. Taking a seat in a nearby bench she positioned her harp and after picking out a melody, began to sing*
Two visions of beauty, powerful and strong
"Most powerful women" some thought they were wrong
But they soon proved their strength to all such as we
And Gambino wasn't the only big fish in the sea.
Gambino came back with his gpins as a bribe
Trying to steal away and garner back some pride
He begged for donations and groveled like scum
Oh look what the mighty Gambino had become!
We bristled with anger, those few who were true
And we laughed when the Sisters knew just what to do
They took the man's son and they hid him away
Telling Gambino that he cannot stay.
He left and soon he began to rebuild
On donations and scraps from Pro-Gambino Guilds
The girls were outraged that he should dare be so bold
So they sold picket signs, Anti-Gambino 500 Gold!
Then what happend, my friends, it pains me to say
Though Gambino was shot, his tower began to sway
This way and that, threatening to fall
Till it fell with a heartbreaking crash, on the Von Helson Hall.
Many screamed out, many tears were shed
The Von Helson sisters, it seemed, were now dead!
The pain and the anguish were too much for those loyal
We fell in to hiding and never ceased our toil.
Then, oh then, a most joyous letter
The Sisters were back! Stronger and better!
But they need our help, comrades in arms
They need our gold and protection from harm.
So gather up friends! Let us tell the tale!
Of the two brave women who refuse to fail!
They're strong and they're smart, and they do what they can
The Von Helson Sisters, because pale is the new tan.
*frowning at her harp she let the music die*
It needs work...
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