I was looking through some of my stuff and I found this. It is a poem that I wrote for English class in Grade 11 ( a heck of a long time ago) ….anyways the assignment was to take a book, movie, or episode of a show and write a poem that tells the plot ( yes I know pretty lame, but it was an assignment that was designed by a fellow student and friend of mine… so I am not going to bash it ) …and I picked the Criminal Minds episode called "Compulsion" in Season 1.

… I know that the science student that they talk to is called Jeremy ( not Ned) and that in the end Hotch shoots Clara in the leg, but I was too lazy to find things that rhymed… so I changed it….I mean nobody was really going to know anyways….it is not like I was going to lose marks because it was not 100 correct.

Agent Hotchner shows a video to his team

Of a college student burning in his dorm

Of course this isn't a horrible dream

And the crime is definitely not of the norm

For the unsub couldn't see the victims burn

And a serial arsonist wouldn't just light a fire and walk away

So what from this can the profilers learn

To prevent another fire from being set today?

A hotline is set up to hear from the bad guy

In hopes that he will speak out

And tell everyone how and why

And what the fire on the 3rd floor was all about

But before that happens another fire is set

And a professor is pronounced dead

The profilers need all the help they can get

So they ask for advice form a chem student named Ned

Ned's partner Clara says that there's a cocktail that will light itself on fire

Potassium, Sulfur, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar

She says that's what the unsub might desire

Potassium, Sulfur, Sugar, Sugar, Sugar

The hotline reveals it might be religious

And that is it all an act from God

But perhaps it might even be fictitious

For doesn't this all sound a little bit odd?

Or maybe it has to do with OCD

Says the brillant Dr. Reid

For everything is being done in three

And the compulsions make the person seem freed

Then it must be Clara they all decide

For she does fit the profile, now that they have thought about it

But Hotchner warns that persuasion can not be tired

For she is not actually in control of it

For when 3 threes show up in a row

Clara must set everyone free

And even if she wanted to, she could not say no

For she thinks God told her , you see

So when Hotchner catches her setting another fire

He shoots her in the arm

For he knows that her brain can not rewire

And it was the only way to make her stop before she caused more harm

I am not a poetry writer… so I know that it is not that good.. But I thought that I might as well post is and see what people think

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