Of Chaos and Power-Team Sonic

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This is a story of Chaos and power,

of partners united at the darkest hour.

If you could see them, you wouldn't believe,

the things they can do and yet still live.

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The first of the team answers to Sonic,

his face and quills have grown iconic.

Though he's nothing but a hedgehog in name,

he's fast enough to put bullets in shame.

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Spinning and dashing all of his life,

it's doubtful he'll ever wish for a wife.

His is the life of a homeless, world-saving bum,

whose spirit and power will never succumb.

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The rings and the Servers have thoroughly been mastered,

a flash of gold Chaos leaves his enemies plastered.

Please do refrain from adding in water,

lest his resolve shatters like potter.

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The second in line goes by Tails,

his two orange namesakes are harder than nails.

His nature is vulpine and yet he flies,

by tails or planes he conquers the skies.

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Quick of body, yet quickest of mind,

his technical genius is surely refined.

His past is dotted by grief and love lost,

the plant of his life was the galaxy's cost.

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Cheerful his demeanor and somewhat shy,

long explanations he'll always supply.

Chosen by Chaos, fate's unifier,

his fear of thunder is truly most dire.

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The last one is Knuckles, yet hardly the least,

his muscles command the strength of a beast.

The species, echidna, his color is red,

the spikes on his fists intruders will shred.

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Atop his island the Master Emerald guards,

unless the world roams, looking for its shards.

Quick to anger and quicker to dupe,

his psyche is a stranger to the social loop.

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Yet deep beneath, his heart is soft,

giving a chance to those others have scoffed.

Floating and digging are his domain,

through powers of Chaos rightly arcane.

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This is a story of Chaos and power,

of three to fight where others would cower.

Adventure and danger is the spice of their life,

where would they be without all that strife?

-Dr-I-R-

First poem, people. That's rare mood for me. Whoever said poetry is easier than prose, should be hanged by his toenails. I'm not very happy with the site's center alignment format, but it will have to do. Be sure to tell me your opinion. I might write another team whenever the mood is right, though not any time soon.