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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,
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...