A/N and disclaimer: To warn you all, I don't normally write poetry and if I write anything decent it has to be in prose. When I write in verse it sounds ridiculous and just plain silly. So when we were given an assignment in Creative Writing to write 3 poems the first two were easy. But for a third I was stuck. Then a friend who was visiting and watching RAW with me rattled off a line that would sound perfect. And how else could I write about wrestling than in an amusing way? So I broke out my verse gears and here you have it. This was written years ago and it's pretty obvious who my favorite wrestler is.:) I don't own anything about WWF (now known as WWE) or the characters, not even that night of RAW. This was just my take on it.
Monday Night Raw 7-23-00
How it all happened I don't really know
But I saw Shane McMahon and the Big Show
Together (again) on RAW tonight
And what they both did gave me a fright
They took down the 'Taker and that isn't all
Benoit joined the fun and he had a ball
Then Angle jumped in and acted so sass
(But we all really know he's just a jackass)
'Taker's little bro Kane began trashing the hall
He wanted to see all four take a fall
He went up to Mick and said, "I want blood!"
But of Kurt Angle's he wanted a flood
Kane demanded that fight and was teamed up with Rocky
So Foley told Benoit and Angle not to get cocky
Though Foley the Comish lays down the law
There'll always be trouble when it comes to Benoit
The tag team fight started and it was off with a bang
And I knew it wouldn't be over till the fat lady sang
The Rocky was in and he was on fire
Then he tagged out to Kane and the flames shot higher
Kane saw Kurt's blood and he still wasn't happy
So he beat on Benoit till he looked really crappy
And so the fight went in favor of my guys
But who came out next was a big surprise
Shane and the Big Show came running to aide
Their partners-in-crime and they got the save
The four left victorious and I yelled at the screen
For I could not believe what my eyes had just seen
The Rock was down with a badly hurt body
And Kane was…well, all in all he looked shoddy
My Undertaker was still in much pain
And I don't know when he'll be back again
So now I will wait as this week unfolds
And on Thursday night I'll see what Smackdown will hold
I hope that my 'Taker will be better by then
And that Kane and the Rock will fight once again
And though this poem is as cheesy as the fights
I must lament until Thursday night
But tomorrow and tomorrow as old Will said
I'll have visions of the Undertaker dancing in my head