What Would Buffy Do?

I ask myself, what would Buffy do? Maybe if she can I can too, Keep fighting for justice It’s the right thing to do, Armed only with my compassion, some savvy and a quip or two, Slaying vamps and fucking with the Patriarchy since 92, Slay the patriarchy with some witches brew and some hullaballoo, My crew do too, Always remembering when you’ve got a screwdriver, everything looks like a screw, Always willing to review And see things anew, Right on cue, here’s a who’s who of the vamps of Sunnydale coming into view. Hang out in Sunnydale at the Bronze, Cibo Matto and Bif Naked playing like an alt nineties last night at the proms, We’re smart, we do our recon, We check our comms, Now we’re dropping love grenades and truth bombs. Patriarchy’s the real Big Bad, And I’ll fight Dracula or Vlad, You wouldn’t like me when I’m mad, Oh, I’m shattering your worldview? My bad. Fighting my demons, I’ll help you with the monster under your bed, But it won’t stop the dread, Even when we grind it’s bones to make our bread I ask myself, what would Buffy do? Maybe if she can I can too, Keep fighting for justice it’s the right thing to do, Armed only with my compassion, some savvy and a quip or two, Slaying vamps and fucking with the Patriarchy since 92, Slay the patriarchy with some witches brew and some hullaballoo, My crew do too, Always remembering When you’ve got a screwdriver, everything looks like a screw, Always willing to review and see things anew, Right on cue, here’s a who’s who of the vamps of Sunnydale coming into view. Meet me at the library, We’ll stick together when things get hairy, I’m throwing down with this demon if it gets lairy, Got my witches brew of baneberry, womandrake and black cherry, And after, we’ll party and make merry What’s the monster of the week? Now I’ve practiced thinking before I speak, Aware of the harm even carelessness can wreak, Aware my fragilities… Others view as weak, Learned to chase my curiosity when it’s piqued, Learned that it’s peace and joy I seek. Buffy taught me the hardest thing to do in this world is live in it, This place is full of suffering There’s no denying it, Many ways to tackle it, From fighting it, To finding out what’s underlying it Worth aiming for peace and harmony, Even if we don’t come close to achieving it. Embrace the pain. Spank your inner moppet. Whatever. Just know we’re in this together We can really be there for each other Not just fair-weather We can do better Without the burden of aloneness, We’ll feel light as a feather Our love untethered.