Poetry
Come on, Videl, think! Put-down poetry. The one time you get to insult somebody and you won't be in trouble. You can't pass that up! Videl thought.
The class was supposed to write different poems for language arts class. She just had to pick limerick out of the bowl. Too bad. She already had a haiku.
You are not real smart
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What's the big deal anyway? I'm not gonna be a poet when I grow up. I'm gonna be a... a umm...hmm. What am I going to be. Eh, why I thinking about this now. Back to the insults. Videl thought.
A half an our later...
"I got it!"
The next day at school.
"Gohan, did you have a hard time, you know 'cause you never say anything mean." Videl asked.
"Heck no, it was easier than babysitting the chibis *shutters*. I had snowcone in places I should never have snowcone in *shutters again*." Gohan said strangly. "Hey what's your poem."
Videl hands him the poem.
You are bright as a stump
You are also kinda of plump
You are dumb
With the IQ of a plum
Get outta here, you dump.
"That was kinda funny Vi." Gohan says handing the girl her paper.
"Lemme see yours." Videl says taking the paper.
This school stinks
as far as I see.
This may sound
a little crazy
But you'd be better off
teaching daisies
This sound ridiculous
It is true
But I'm correct
If the sky is blue
-Son Gohan.
"She would be better off teaching daisies, Gohan."
Disclaimer: I do not own dbz this is Fanfiction, not OwnerFiction.
Author's Note: This is my first FanFic. No flames plz.