FINNALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay-doke. I had a not-zim related dream that had to do with evil hippo farmers and slavery! It was scary! I'll put it in the horror sections of the original stuff!! Eventually!
Oh, I ran outa characters, so I'll just do....3rd person.

Crazed little Irken, why must it be
Dare I questionmy sanity?
Long gone be it though,
he still be a pawn,
history was reapeating,
no,notagain,
the breakerbe gaz,
but this one part has
to be done,
yet to be running, running, running.
it still must be done;
for it is
the way.

Zim finally brokefree of Gaz's arms. sudenly, Gir came into the roo, followed by another SIR unit.
"Master, why do you do this...?" Gir asked.
The SIR unit had vast array a weaponry come out of its head, as Gir had once done to Gaz.
Gir turned away, as well as the small human.
Red and Purple leaned over the shattered form that just hours before was full of life; laughing at the stupidity of the one called Dib.

Lightyears off,in the Earthan darkness Dib slumped.
He walked slowly to the epmty space that had once held Zim's base. He swallowed hard, and sat down with Snooky's house at he back. He saw a glint of metal, and picked the object up.
It was a small metal pipe, the size of his thumb, maybe thinner.
He studied it, and looked through it. He was surprised to find a small slip of paper. It was the irken sybol,

But it was torn in half.