Matt Poem
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt. I wish I did, though...
So, my teacher told us to write a Tonka, or Tanka or something, which is like a Haiku but with two more lines, so the syllables go 5, 7, 5, 7, 7. I decided to do one about Matt!
Fiery red hair
Goggles glint in the moonlight
Smoke runs from his mouth
His gun looks like hair dryer
His boyfriend has a hot scar
I couldn't help putting the last line.