Just guess if I own pokemon or not

Just guess if I own pokemon or not. Just think about it for a second and you should be right.

It could be worse, I guess

She could hate me like that duck

Or left me with her sisters like she did to two of her pokemon

Or never let me out like the last of our original team

But I don't have it much better

After all, at least starmie and horsea are out and doing something

Yes, we rarely battled

That other kid usually did

But every time she calls for me

Her oldest pokemon now

That moronic duck comes out

She loses

I stay in here

I wish Lugia would curse that pathetic excuse for a water pokemon

It's gotten so bad she rarely even tries to battle.

The only times she usually fights is when she calls poliwag…

Oh Misty, why won't you use me?

Another happy poem by me. I feel that not enough of these angst stories about pokemon are out there…well, I haven't seen any about staru, at least, so there are not many Staru angst fics, which makes this semi-original.