This is a poem about Naruto,written from Hinata's point of view.Please R&R.

Btw,to mike something is to stick it in the microwave.Ok,I'll bite.I OWN NARUTO.Anywho, enjoy!

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He looks like a fool,

When he eats he drools,

He's the little kid who peed in the pools,

And fell asleep in school.

He's annoying beyond belief,

He wants to be a ninja of the leaf.

He has a demon in his head,

But that's about all.

He spends class,

Out in the hall.

His only friend's a teacher,

Ramen is his life.

He wants Sakura,

To be his wife.

He eats like a pig,

And acts like one too.

He's the only kid I know,

Who hasn't grown since Grade Two.

When given a test,

He doesn't even try.

His parents wanted nothing to do with him,

I wonder why.

His eyes are blue,

And his cheeks bear scratches.

His jacket is orange,

And his blond hair hangs in thatches.

He's violently happy,

Violently hyper.

His enthusiasm is infectous,

Like the venom of a viper.

When he's in school,

He's a regular brat.

He got attacked,

By a random cat.

He pulls pranks,

He's the class clown.

His sensei want's to run him,

Out of town.

Most people I know,

Want to mike him.

I guess that's why,

I think I like him.