I am the very model of a diva demoniacal

I send my musicals to hellfire with laughter maniacal

I've seen the worse of the genre

And meet their sins accordingly

From Repo, Mame, and Phantom

Down to From Justin to Kelly

If your star is so deaf

You may be certain I will call you out

Then for the choreography

I'm calling beyond any doubt

Within my court, this is no poorer

Two plotholes are such nonsense

Or characters who behave in manners particularly dense

And here's where the chorus would come in

But it's Hell. We don't have the budget for a chorus

So say your prayers offenders

And hope that you'll get a saving grace

And yearly dancer chertaste without falling flat upon your face

As I send your musical to hell with laughter maniacal

I am the very model of a diva demoniacal