Bulbasaur
Oak
Hands me
A single small
Red and white ball
Inside an green adorable reptile
Full of potential as a newborn
Together we'll have to tackle many obstacles
They will growl at us, block our way
But from that budding leech seed on your back
Vine whips will rise out upwards to scale these walls
A lone bulb for now that will blossom into strong flower
A ray of grassy hope that will grow to a solar beam