What's said below are reasons why
I love the band with that bald guy.
I cannot lie, will not deny;
talent like theirs in short supply.

Let me recite some history
on how a fan, I came to be.
Tucker, Yamin, Bennett, McPhee,
then oh my God, came Chris Daughtry.

An elevator, he got stuck!
Pressing buttons on his way up!
You'd surely think he had been Punk'd!
Where was Ashton? What is this luck?

Chris did not freak like most would do.
Chris did not even turn bright blue.
I love his voice, it's very true
(his calmness won me over too.)

I have to gloat: I liked to vote,
for all those notes his throat emote.
I thought I'd vote until I'd croak.
Thank you beverage: Cola/Coke.

He did not win, I'm sure I cried.
It was the day "the music died."
Although it's fine, I'll tell you why
he soon got signed; a band of five!

He dedicated time on tour
to write some more, and more, and more.
He closed the door, emotions poured
and wrote an album to die for.

Such dedication's hard to find.
When the idols played? He declined.
There's no question, no doubt in mind,
his sacrifice was more than kind.

What is a band with only one?
Surely just one makes things less fun.
Lots auditioned, maybe a ton!
They found four Js; a band begun.

Oh Joey Barnes and your drumsticks,
those sticks that tic and flick and click.
Who knew that sticks could pick up chicks?
Joe-verine needs not claws but sticks.

He made me fall in love with drums;
the rhythm, beats, his counts from one.
Take a listen, it's hard for some
like me to keep from being stunned.

The mohawk guy? That'd be JP!
He's energetic as can be!
The bass he plays, we can agree
there's no one as bad ass as he.

Bass notes are played, when they arrive
I couldn't feel more damn alive.
My heart pounds hard; it takes a dive,
it's hard to know I can survive!

When Daughtry plays "From There and Back"
Steely's guitar sure lays the smack!
His sound induces heart attack
it is intense and nothing lacks.

A God of strings? It would be him.
He ignites my adrenalin.
Josh never fails to make me grin
to not like him would be a sin.

And Jeremy, although you're gone -
I'm still a fan from dusk till dawn.
Please be at Slim's, I mean c'mon
you're gorgeous like a fine chiffon.

But really now, all jokes aside;
talent like Brian's hard to hide.
He plays much like a gun to Clyde!
(...plus yeah, he's easy on the eyes.)

Last but not least, my reason why
Chris is the most amazing guy.
When I hear his voice, DREAMYSIGH
my heart flies higher, highest, high.

No singer's touched my life, before
that elevator opened doors.
To years ahead and maybe more
I'll stay a fan past eighty-four.

Like a band backed with many years;
listen and you'll be brought to tears.
Their sound is pleasant to all ears.
You'd be a moron not to cheer.

I'm Daughtrified, that's my excuse
I wrote this in the style of Seuss!