There was an Espada who Swallowed His Sword

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There was an Espada who swallowed his sword,

It went into his mouth,

He swelled up like a gourd,

He got a new outfit,

Although it was lame,

A big fringe-y dress and some big ugly wings.

He tortured the Shinigami and Quincy with things,

That I am not deign to mention,

But they involved swings,

He cloned them a lot,

And wrapped them in his wings,

To make voodoo dolls,

Which he broke in to twigs.

But along came Mayuri,

That freak from the Twelfth,

To beat up Aporro,

With his big baby sword,

He summoned his bankai,

That big freaky thing,

To eat up Szayel,

Yes, that was his plan.

Szayel escaped from being eaten alive,

By using Nemu's body as means to revive,

But Mayuri had done as he wanted to do,

And filled up his daughter with experimental goo,

So when Aporro emerged from out of her face,

He was high as a kite and stuck in one place,

Thus Mayuri stabbed him a lot in the chest,

Then he left Ishida and Renji to be healed with the rest,

Taking Szayel to his lab,

To seal him in a jar.

And that was the end of the pink Arrancar.

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Because I have been possessed by the spirit of crack. And to celebrate my reading of the 'Renji-Szayel-Ishida-Mayuri' fight.

May 'His Pinkness' Requiescat In Pace.

Ja,

Cake-chan