Aww, damn, I went to sleep and missed the best parts :<
I just had to take the challenge, I'm sorry, fuzzy bunnies!
And this is really random, but he asked for it:
Pichu is a loser!
Only the best survive!
Super humour to the test!
This far, this has not been a name poem at all!
Oh, the vast internet!
Fanfics everywhere!
Fuzzy bunnies explode!
I don't know why, but who cares!
Coming with a parody he
Ends the life of Sir
. Aaron!
By the way
Unless you knew
Dude, write another parody!
Does Pichu overcute him?
You never know!
Although I've understood that according to the rules of making crappy name poems if you have two same letters, the same line (what the heck is that word?! I can't remember!) should also be doubled. Or something. Ahem.
I think everything's going to be fine with this poetry section, because, well, we haven't seen an awful lot of poetry this far. Of course we'll get the couple of bad poems (not to mention they'll probably appear in the wrong section, too) but the ones who really are interested about poetry will also be the ones to get excited about this. I have another point, too: because poetry is rather hard, not many people want to use their time making Pokémon poems. It's hard, really, I've tried. A lot harder than writing fanfiction. My guess is this will never be a huge success.
Although, I might be terribly wrong. Feel free to mock me when there's a new name poem or something of the like every three seconds.
Oh, and about the easiness of poetry: back in elementary school we had to write poems one year. I was always good at that sort of thing, I did it for fun and all that, and it was the same for many of my friends. But some of our classmates got all whiny and said that they couldn't do proper poems. Want to guess what our teacher said?
"Oh, they don't have to rhyme or anything. Just put some sentences together."
Then, she made an example. Of course the example was in Finnish, but I'll loosely translate it to you:
Christmas tree.
Standing in the room
Giving light and sparkling.
Gifts are under it.
Christmas tree.
So, we were taught meaningless modern poetry right from the start. She didn't say a word about rhymes, rhythm, nothing. She taught us that poems are simply short train of words that are split up to different lines in a funny way. After that, it's no wonder kids don't appreciate poetry at all.
Now, I know not all poems have rhymes and all that, but it doesn't mean that you can just write some random stuff, hit enter randomly while you go, mystify some parts a bit and then call it poetry. Right? Right?
Of course, the worst part was that those poems were to be read out loud in a school festivity and our teacher made every single one of us write poems pretty much like that example I gave you. Our poor parents had to listen to 25 poems like that... Well, about a half of us put in rhymes. I think mine was about the smell of Christmas or something. I don't really want to think about that.
And to think, in that very same festivity, I was forced to play a recorder (you know, the flute) with three other kids while the setting of a play was changed. So, we stood there on the stage for five infinite minutes, playing a horrible Christmas song (one that has only four different notes) with those dreaded instruments over and over and over again. And you know what? After about ten minutes, they changed the setting again! I think our parents must have loved that show!