Now Trigon opened up his case and he said, "Now, don't go far."
Black lightning flew from his fingertips as he tuned up his guitar
And he plugged his axe into his amp and it made an evil hiss
Then a band of demons joined on in and it sounded something like this:

When Trigon finished, Kaitlyn said, "Well, you're pretty good, old son,
But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done."

--G.
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