UPDATE 11/27/03: I've changed and expanded the foreword, and modified the punctuation in the poem.
FOREWORD: Ranma feels beset by people wanting to know what he feels and is going to do. Perhaps they are fanfiction writers.
^_^ This is his reply in verse.
The title refers in part to what Ranma says he could do, but it can also be construed as applying to his audience.
Suggestions for improvements and other comments are very welcome.
DISCLAIMER: The following verses were inspired by characters created and owned by Rumiko Takahashi. They are written without permission and for entertainment purposes only.
The Poetry Bug - Leave, Then Come Back
The Poetry Bug - Leave, Then Come Back
By Elin B.
Leave me alone.
Yes, I like her the best.
I don't have to tell her,
She knows it by now.
The others, I'm sure,
Will give up, will move on.
If I don't make them cry
They could still be my friends.
Why her? I don't know,
I just do. And I'm not
Some big expert on love
All that mushy stuff;
I'm in training, you know.
Come and ask me again
And I'll tell you, perhaps,
In a few years from now.
Leave this place? But what for?
I can handle it fine,
I'm quite used to them now,
All these weird things around.
It's a nice place to be.
I've got allies, and friends.
If the open road calls
I can leave,
then come back.
Leave her alone.
It's no business of yours
if she's angry or sweet
or a brave macho chick.
I can tease her, not you.
She's just someone who lives
In the house where I stay,
And she welcomes me back.
Leaves blown about
On the roof, in the street.
The rain's falling down
And I skip to the beat.
I'm not cold, as I run
With the wind in my hair;
Bare feet on the fence,
Yellow leaves everywhere.
Sure, the curse is a pain,
But I will find a cure,
One fair day, I'll be free
from this form. I'll be pure.
Still my mother would say,
"Never mind cold or hot,
It's a matter of heart
If you're manly or not."
And I am, in her eyes,
So now everything's fine.
There are things to be solved,
But we're young. We've
got time.
If I want to, I'll leave:
I'll go train, then come back.
If there's trouble around
I'll defend and attack,
Just don't ask me those things
All that stuff 'bout a wife;
I can't handle that. But
I can trust her with
my life.
FOREWORD: Ranma feels beset by people wanting to know what he feels and is going to do. Perhaps they are fanfiction writers.
^_^ This is his reply in verse.
The title refers in part to what Ranma says he could do, but it can also be construed as applying to his audience.
Suggestions for improvements and other comments are very welcome.
DISCLAIMER: The following verses were inspired by characters created and owned by Rumiko Takahashi. They are written without permission and for entertainment purposes only.
The Poetry Bug - Leave, Then Come Back
The Poetry Bug - Leave, Then Come Back
By Elin B.
Leave me alone.
Yes, I like her the best.
I don't have to tell her,
She knows it by now.
The others, I'm sure,
Will give up, will move on.
If I don't make them cry
They could still be my friends.
Why her? I don't know,
I just do. And I'm not
Some big expert on love
All that mushy stuff;
I'm in training, you know.
Come and ask me again
And I'll tell you, perhaps,
In a few years from now.
Leave this place? But what for?
I can handle it fine,
I'm quite used to them now,
All these weird things around.
It's a nice place to be.
I've got allies, and friends.
If the open road calls
I can leave,
then come back.
Leave her alone.
It's no business of yours
if she's angry or sweet
or a brave macho chick.
I can tease her, not you.
She's just someone who lives
In the house where I stay,
And she welcomes me back.
Leaves blown about
On the roof, in the street.
The rain's falling down
And I skip to the beat.
I'm not cold, as I run
With the wind in my hair;
Bare feet on the fence,
Yellow leaves everywhere.
Sure, the curse is a pain,
But I will find a cure,
One fair day, I'll be free
from this form. I'll be pure.
Still my mother would say,
"Never mind cold or hot,
It's a matter of heart
If you're manly or not."
And I am, in her eyes,
So now everything's fine.
There are things to be solved,
But we're young. We've
got time.
If I want to, I'll leave:
I'll go train, then come back.
If there's trouble around
I'll defend and attack,
Just don't ask me those things
All that stuff 'bout a wife;
I can't handle that. But
I can trust her with
my life.