Bombshell

Basilisks wander the deadened leaves,

Hunting, patrolling through the burnt grass

And those uncompromising weeds,

Sentries surround the town at night,

Watching with their flashing lights

Blinding the distracted,

Then starting up a fight,

But I don’t have to worry

About any of these,

A blonde heroic

Comes and saves me every time,

She’s razor sharp

A metal plated guardian of man,

Bombshell, Bombshell,

Suit of armor, Coat of steel,

Bombshell, Bombshell

Her mirrored shield deflects danger

With a violent thrusting from her sword

She dispels all evil from this world