I made these up a few days ago. Took about ten minutes. Please R&R.

Rain. Dripping. Dropping.
It brings about my cursed form.
Oh, how I hate it.

Darling Akane,
I'd fight to the death for you.
I love you that much.

Little black piglet.
That cursed form is my bane.
I wish I were cured.

This way or that way?
Uh, sir? Is this Nerima?
I think I am lost.

Sadness and anger.
In my hand forms a chi ball.
Shi shi hokodan!