It always bugged me that we never got to hear Kwan's poem in 'Lucky in Love', after all if being a Goth is about expressing yourself you should be able to express yourself in sunny terms as well as dark. I've checked and I don't think anyone else has published it here so I thought I'd have a go.
The Fluffy Clouds all Look Like Happy Footballs
Big fluffy clouds padded in white
All your shoulders trimmed in silver
You chase each other, looks like a hell of a fight
Against those dark grey clouds you'll be the winner
The fluffy clouds look like footballs
I think I see laces going down the side
And when the clouds darken and the rain falls
The happy footballs bang and collide
Big fluffy clouds padded in white
I sit on the bench and watch you play
Your football game goes through the day and night
I'm so happy watching you, I could watch you all day
If his poem was as bad as this no wonder Kwan and Sam were kicked out. But, as they say, at least it's short. Flames would be redundant but if anyone writes a better poem I promise I'll remove this one.