Pokemon poems
Chapter 1: Trading long distance.
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I have a pal across the land,
And we'd play Pokemon.
My burning question I had for them?
Why trading took so long?!
I'd wait and wait and wait and wait,
For more than half an hour.
Clearly, the traded ones,
had stopped to smell the flowers.
I baked a cake, FOR GOODNESS SAKE!
I even played the drums.
Wait a sec... It's still loading?!
This is getting dumb...
I stayed up later than I should,
Oh crud, It's nearly dawn!
Even as I post this now,
The trade's still going on!
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Grovyle laughs as a trainer begrudgingly pulls out a present.