Note: Hey ppl,sup? This is a peom that I made up when I was REALLY bored so its really stupid. I made it in GIR's POV. Here it is.

Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim but I don't care!

This is a poem for my master Zim

Even though no one likes him!

He thought he would get a SIR

But instead he got me, GIR!

Zim want to bring a lot of doom

Hey look! A spoon!

Dib is his enemy

Don't mind him though, he's crazy.

That's my poem for my master Zim

Now how many people like him?

(Crickets chirping)

Zim: Well you tried GIR, now lets go

Note: So what did you think? Please review to let me know! See ya. Punks & Goths Rule!