• Bluevictini888

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    May 24, 2012 by Bluevictini888

    So, here's a short poem I wrote out of boredom... It's about a pokemon explaining it's point of a trainers pokemon.

    These cruel make us train,

    Causing shouts of sorrow and pain.

    As we fight we let out cries.

    They think it's fun.

    I don't know why...

    They say they help us, make us stronger.

    But I, myself, can take no longer.

    One day.. You'll see.. I won't be there.

    In my pokeball.

    You'll wonder where,

    Ive gone.

    I'll bet,

    You'll fret.

    Since your set of pets have also left.

    Along with me they'll go,

    But not before a small, quick, show...

    We'll use our wide array of moves you forced us to learn.

    And for mercy you will yearn.

    But I'm not done...

    Oh no my dear trainer,

    I have just begun...

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