Lyrics To The Song 'Hi, I M John Cena'

John Cena: Hi, I’m John Cena. John Cena can’t be beat. If you beat John Cena, that’s quite a feat, although you probably cheat.
Varth Dader: Don’t listen to him, I am the best poet in the galaxy!
John: Oh no… not the all-powerful varth dader.
Varth Dader: I will tell you my first poem, puny subjects *clears throat* Roses are red, violets are blue, your poems stink like poo poo.
*Everybody laughs at varth dader*
Randy Orton: Hey Varth, that was a really bad poem. A real poem, like a Robert Frost style poem, actually takes time and effort.
John Cena: Yeah! Let me read mine *read my first Robert Frost poem*
Varth Dader: Wow, that was really cool! How could I write one of those poems?
Randy Orton: To make one of these poems, you have to include …show more content…
John Cena and Randy Orton together: No.
Varth Dader:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I hate poetry
More than I hate you *sigh* I’m never going to a good poet. I’m just going to give up.
Rick Astley: *starts singing beginning of song* Did someone call me?
Randy Orton: Yeah, Varth needs some help learning how to write a poem. Do you have any advice?
Rick Astley: I use visual metaphors to help inspire me to write my songs, why don’t you try it out with your poetry? If you need help, here’s an example *reads R.F. style poem*
Varth: Ok, I’ll use this *pulls out pictures for metaphor*
John Cena: Hey, I got to go take a test, can you guys wait?
Varth, Orton, and Astley: Sure!
Cena: Wait, how about Varth takes the test for me, I mean, we basically look the same.
Varth: Sure, what class?
Cena: EN-GLSHEA
Varth: I see why you need help measly peasant. I’ll go take it for you. Also, why do you guys all have Robert Frost-style …show more content…
Teacher(Aidan): Alright class, take out a pencil for our grammar quiz.
Varth: All right Mr. Smith, I’m here to take the quiz, me, John
Teacher: You’re not John.
Varth: Well Mr. Smith, you caught me.
Teacher: John’s face is more of an oval shape, you know, and your head is more in the shape of a rounded rectangle, you know, and his ears are also really big, like, they jut out from his head, and it’s, like, really obvious.
Varth: (slightly annoyed and slightly louder) Well Mr. Smith, you caught me.
Teacher: (continues) also, he’s a lot taller, you know, like his head is closer to the ceiling, and you know, his voice is deeper, like a tenor, and your voice is closer to an alto voice.
John: (opens fake door) Hey, how’s it going varth? Don’t get too high a grade, or it’ll look like I cheated.
Varth: Yeah, we’ll talk about that later *shoves John out of room*
John: (while being pushed) Oh..