I have no clue where the hell this came from.

I'm pretty sure it's from trying to write all the bad mediator poetry on a review for Delilah Wigglesworth.

This is dedicated to her, and may she never change her awesome name.

Obviously, the things that say SUZE: (words) are what Suze is saying, and PAUL: (words) are what Paul is saying. So on, and so forth. I'm putting Paul in italics to make it easier. :nod:

I own neither Paul, Suze, Jesse, or Father Dom.

I don't own Barbie Girl, or Meg Cabot's series.

'Cause if I did, it'd be in a porno shop.

Or illegal.

NOW ON WITH THE PARODY.

---START!--

(Sing to the tune of Barbie Girl by Aqua)

Hey, Suze!

Ugh, Paul.

Do you want shifter lessons?

NO!

Then Jesse's going to die...

SUZE: I'm a Meddie Girl, In a Ghostie World

Life in service, 'cause Paul just makes me nervous...

He wants to brush my hair, and makes me wear underweeeeeear...

Blackmail, but Jesse knows no detail...

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: I'm a brunnete, confused girl

In my fantasy world

Make me sad, make it right, I'm your folly tonight

PAUL: You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the pain in the cold,

Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky...

(SUZE: Ewwwwww.)

SUZE: You can touch, you can play

If you say you'll leave Jesse alone

I love him, not Paul, so HAH-HAH! to you...

(uu-oooh-u)

I'm a Meddie Girl, In a Ghostie World

Life in service, 'cause Paul just makes me nervous...

He wants to brush my hair, and makes me wear underweeeeeear...

Blackmail, but Jesse knows no detail...

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (Ah-ah-ah-NO!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (you-oooh-suck!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (Ah-ah-ah-NO!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (You-oooh-suck!)

SUZE: Make me shift, make me dance, do whatever you please

Just don't touch my man, I'm begging on my knees

PAUL: Come shift up, my one true love, let us do it again,

Hit the ghosts, fool around, and let's go party

SUZE: You can't touch; you can't play, even if you say: "Jesse's going to die"

You can't touch; you can't play; even if you say: "I love you, Susie-Pie"

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (Ah-ah-ah-NO!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (you-oooh-suck!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (Ah-ah-ah-NO!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (You-oooh-suck!)

SUZE: I'm a Meddie Girl, In a Ghostie World

Life in service, 'cause Paul just makes me nervous...

He wants to brush my hair, and makes me wear underweeeeeear...

Blackmail, but Jesse knows no detail...

(Repeat X2)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (Ah-ah-ah-NO!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (you-oooh-suck!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (Ah-ah-ah-NO!)

PAUL: C'mon Suze, Let's drink booze!

SUZE: (You-oooh-suck!)

Oh, MY GOD, PAUL. You just suck, y'know?

Well Suze, I'm just getting started…

Querida? What's going on?

---DONE!--

Reviews are always appreciated, and ten guesses to who the guy in the bold font is.

That's right, he's…

FATHER DOM.

Nah, just Jesse.

Love to all my minions out there,

Beware of Bewulf