Is Xander a duck, now that is the question that no one knows the answer to. Come on, now what's with the hair man, like it would kill him to brush his hair once in a while. Don't even get me started on the feet; he walks around like a goose with gout (not that I've ever met one)! Just imagine those bare feet walking around the floor all pale and skinny, he must think he is a goose if he walks like that. His feet stick out to the side and his head goes in and out with every step he takes (like an Egyptian). The only good thing about Xander is his good taste in NOTHING!!! He has really bad fashion sense, he has a really dodgy girlfriend, and he has a dodgy job! What has this loser got going for him?
This is a poem about Xander:
Xander, Xander, please brush your hair, oh do!
Why don't you take up a hobby, maybe do Kung Fu.
You're really obsessed with Buffy's looks,
Maybe you should read one of Anya's books.
Your fashion sense is worse than a duck's,
It really, really, really sucks!
You live parents' basement,
Maybe one day you'll be independent!
Thank you, thank you very much. Please no photographs, my
skin doesn't look very good in bad light. I would just like to thank my friend
snow*flake who helped me write the poem and I would also like to thank my
agent, and my family, and last but not least I want to thank God for this
wonderful talent that he gave me, without him this wouldn't have been possible.
Sorry, I sound very big headed, don't I? Anyway, please review, and tell me how
bad this was. Joking of course!