Watch yourself bud
you might get burned,
I’ve faced stronger foes than you
And they all got served
I’ve been called many things
Some of which aren’t so pleasant,
Some have called me a twit
But those people were cooked like a pheasant
I control flames of a sort
Add a little lightning to regular fire…
And I send my opponents to port!
…Or they die in the mire
You’d better run on home!
Cuz your tale is ovah!
You can’t be saved by some fancy tome!
I’m going supernova!