Ah, what the heck.
I've written poetry in Finnish for half of my life, and I thought I'd give English a try, as I'm writing in English nowadays anyway and all that. So, I wrote this poem about a family of Pikachu on a whim. I know this isn't actually the main purpose of this place, but I'm getting annoyed by the new trend of making poems that aren't really poems. So, I'm posting my pathetic try here.
This here, people, is a poem. It might not be a good one, but it is one.
Now, remember this isn't my native language: if there's a rhyme that's bad and ther would be a better one, please tell me. I like learning new words. Or re-remembering old ones.
The Heroic Father Pikachu
A family of Pikachu
Went on a trip, and out of blue
A human boy blocked their way.
You know what wild creatures say:
If you do not want to live in a ball,
Run away from humans. Thats all
The rumors ever told about these
Evil beings with hearts of cheese
(The smelliest type, of course)
Nobody knew the frighting source
Of their nasty ball-shaped prisons
(Or their healthy, tasty potions)!
The startled father Pikachu
Yelled: "Run away, I'll cover you!"
"No, father, I'll stay and help",
Claimed his son but let out a yelp
When his mother grabbed his ear
And dragged him to bushes near
The place their father stood.
The human boy took off his hood
and told the yellow family:
"I'm a man of dignity!
I will not catch nor battle you
so fear not, my little Pikachu."
The boy then squatted to pat the head
Of the Pikachu dad, already half dead
Of pure dread and absolute fright:
So scared he was to get into a fight.
The boy then walked ahead, away,
Without even looking Pikachu's way.
"You better go, you lousy brat!"
Yelled Pikachu. "And don't come back!"
By doing so he felt less like a zero.
"Daddy, daddy! You're a real hero!"
Screamed his kids and spread the story
Of their father and his glory.
It wasn't long 'til everyone knew
Of the revolutionary news:
A Pikachu father beat a boy!
Oh, the glory! Oh, the joy!
And once his was so widely famed
He was soon officially named
(After the rumor had twirled and whirled)
"The Bravest Father of This World".
---
Now, imagine there's a picture of a wild Pikachu confronted by a skinny and pale boy that will be a scientist one day. I would have drawn one but I didn't have the energy. I'm very lazy, you see.
What do you think?
I've written poetry in Finnish for half of my life, and I thought I'd give English a try, as I'm writing in English nowadays anyway and all that. So, I wrote this poem about a family of Pikachu on a whim. I know this isn't actually the main purpose of this place, but I'm getting annoyed by the new trend of making poems that aren't really poems. So, I'm posting my pathetic try here.
This here, people, is a poem. It might not be a good one, but it is one.
Now, remember this isn't my native language: if there's a rhyme that's bad and ther would be a better one, please tell me. I like learning new words. Or re-remembering old ones.
The Heroic Father Pikachu
A family of Pikachu
Went on a trip, and out of blue
A human boy blocked their way.
You know what wild creatures say:
If you do not want to live in a ball,
Run away from humans. Thats all
The rumors ever told about these
Evil beings with hearts of cheese
(The smelliest type, of course)
Nobody knew the frighting source
Of their nasty ball-shaped prisons
(Or their healthy, tasty potions)!
The startled father Pikachu
Yelled: "Run away, I'll cover you!"
"No, father, I'll stay and help",
Claimed his son but let out a yelp
When his mother grabbed his ear
And dragged him to bushes near
The place their father stood.
The human boy took off his hood
and told the yellow family:
"I'm a man of dignity!
I will not catch nor battle you
so fear not, my little Pikachu."
The boy then squatted to pat the head
Of the Pikachu dad, already half dead
Of pure dread and absolute fright:
So scared he was to get into a fight.
The boy then walked ahead, away,
Without even looking Pikachu's way.
"You better go, you lousy brat!"
Yelled Pikachu. "And don't come back!"
By doing so he felt less like a zero.
"Daddy, daddy! You're a real hero!"
Screamed his kids and spread the story
Of their father and his glory.
It wasn't long 'til everyone knew
Of the revolutionary news:
A Pikachu father beat a boy!
Oh, the glory! Oh, the joy!
And once his was so widely famed
He was soon officially named
(After the rumor had twirled and whirled)
"The Bravest Father of This World".
---
Now, imagine there's a picture of a wild Pikachu confronted by a skinny and pale boy that will be a scientist one day. I would have drawn one but I didn't have the energy. I'm very lazy, you see.
What do you think?