THE BARD OF POTEDIA

There once was a girl from Potedia

Her dream was to travel with Xena

She fought with a stick, and

Quick was her wit,

This young girl from Potedia

Now the girl was the warrior's confidant

Around Gabby, Xena was nonchalant

Each other they learned to trust

Without so much as a fuss

Over who would kick which warlord's butt

The girl from Potedia loved to write

With quill in hand, her imagination took flight

Her tall tales were quite grand,

Her romances bland,

And Xena cursed the sound of quill-scratch at night

Much later, this girl from Potedia

Whose dream was to travel with Xena

She sailed off to Qin (Chin)

To Xena's chagrin

And found out some things she shouldn't'a

Gabby's evil daughter, Hope, the bitch

Had a plot that like a scratch, she had to itch

She killed Xena's son, and

Thought she had won

Driving a wedge between them (that bitch!)

To save their souls from damnation,

They went to a faraway nation

An elf guided Xena, Joxer stalked Gabby

In the end, this crack-dream was their salvation

The girl, now a woman, is an Amazon

Though she never stays Queen for too long

'cuz Xena can't dance, and Baby Eve's wet her pants

So the bard and the warrior move on

There once was a girl from Potedia,

Her scrolls told the tales of Xena

She could talk off your ear,

Or bring you to tears,

This little girl from Potedia