Camouflaged In Steel

A poem by Setsumi-san


Disclaimer: Seriously, do I look like Akira Toriyama? I don't own Dragonball Z in any way, shape, or form. However, Jurokugou owns my heart, strange as it may be to some of you.
Quotable quotes: "Talk low, talk slow, and don't say too much,"- Anonymous expression on Cowboy etiquette.
Setsumi-san: I was thinking about that saying today and realized how much it reminded me of Jurokugou. You gotta love the guy. I know I do.

Juhatchigou: I'll say. How many times have you watched episode #136, anyway?

Setsumi-san: Well, I play my DVD at least once every weekend...so... (takes out a calculator)

Jurokugou: (sweatdrops) I'm sure she'd tell you to read, review, and enjoy if she weren't so busy right now.
Beautiful Goliath
Silent subtle fighter
Camouflaged in steel
He waits, observes, and strikes.

Glance behind your shoulder.
That is, if you dare to.
Woe to those who oppose him!
If you do so you kiss hell.

Sapphire orbs will pierce you.
The icy punches prolong!
You can feel it; you can smell it.
You can sense the salty death.

But if you are an ally
If you seek to grasp justice
Jurokugou shakes your hand.
This colossus is your friend.

He's the yasashi kyojin.
He is the gentle giant.
Rare primitive poetry
Camouflaged in steel
Setsumi-san: Love it? Hate it? Compliments and constructive criticism welcome. Review, onegai!