Beedrill Kakuna And Weedle Poem
It's time we got the point already
We are one poison bee
We live in swarms and love to see you squirm as you run from us
Our only weakness are psychic, fire, rock and flying
And we evolve from Kakuna
Now we're all wrapped up in a protective shell
As we wait till metamorphosis set in
All the while hanging from a tree all long with the bug and poisonous types
Safe from all the psychic, fire, rock and flying types
Then we shed our skin and become the ever so poisonous Beedrill
So now do you get the point ok maybe you don't
So let's move on to Weedle and hopefully you'll get it once again
There was once a hairy bug who was as poisonous as any bug could be
Scuttling along the ground and scaring trainers as they go
A worm with a point from head to toe
Who shields himself with a dust storm as he attempts to run away
Then he becomes a little hard headed as he evolves into Kakuna
But his weakness remain the same psychic, fire, rock and flying