Mister Xander Harris that's what he is to the world outside,
that's the name he carries with pride.
I'm just lately Anya not very much to the world I know,
all these years with nothing to show.
I've boned a troll, I've reeked some wrath but on the whole I've had no path
I like to bowl I'm good with math
but who am I,
now I reply that,
I'm the Mrs., I will be his Mrs.
Mrs. Anya Christina Emanuela Jenkins Harris.
What's the point of loving, I mean exept for the sweaty part,
what's the point of losing your heart.
Maybe if your lucky, being a pair make's you twice as tall,
maybe you're not losing at all.
No need to cover up my heart, plus I'll see above re: sweaty part.
So maybe your love is pretty smart then so I'm,
I found my guy
And I'll be Mrs., I will be his Mrs.
Mrs. Anya lame ass made up maiden name-Harris
We'll never part not if we can and if we start then here's my plan
I'll show him what bliss is, welcome him with kisses
'cause this is a Mrs. who misses her man
He's my Xander and he's awfully swell , it make's financial sense as well,
although he can be, I'll never tell
just stand aside, here comes the bride.
