Mudshavel

[Hiroshi Zaiaku]

Well, hello there. My name is Hiroshi and I am about to share a creative poem with you.
I recommend this poem for the teens out there, this is a normal pokemon poem, but I hope it doesn't sound too emo D::::
Well it might not be much of it, but lets try :D

Sweet morning mornings, raising of the sun
the warming of spring, the clean of the sky
the black starries
the brown pidgies
the beautiful bird of rainbows
the world has just awoke
as I, the trainer of starting
of the one clan that remained slaughtered
shall be the one that can conquer my name into the world
Pokemon, isn't it? I see my destiny then.
I shall find the God, I will make the world renew
I may be only 11... But my fate is destined
As I see the Heatrans rise! BOOM the vocalnoes
The watcher of the storms, the Castforms going CRACKLE
Into the space, the Deoxyses playing with the meteors
-EXPLOSION-
I predict the future of my own,
As I see the end, I will protect my childhood friend
and never again will i leave her behind
As Charmander by my side
Together... The world will renew under my law
Zaiaku's Final Thought...
Mudshavel
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Thanks for reading, I hope it made sense :D