Hey people! So, I've been chatting with Writer207 about Wicked, and I decided to write a poem for it. I'll say, it probably won't be as good as my Mighty Med work, but I'll try it anyway. I just got this idea, hope you like it!
I thought he loved her, he really loved me.
I had to find out, I waited to see.
The villagers tried to take him away.
I was filled with anger, they had to pay!
Now his bones don't snap, his heart doesn't beat,
his brain doesn't work, he doesn't need to eat.
He told me I did my best, he wanted me to be his,
I told him that's what I wanted, since I met him at Shiz.
We ran away together, just me and him,
to live in a castle, at the forest's wim.
We care for creatures, who are mute or can speak,
when he holds me tight, my knees go weak.
Two strange misfits, an interesting pair,
But that doesn't matter, because we both care.
His skin of straw, mine of green,
They think he's stupid, they think I'm mean.
The Wicked Witch, they think I've melt
But really I'm in more love then I've ever felt.
I sometimes feel bad, I stole him from my friend,
but really he'll only love me to the end.
We cleaned up our home, hidden in the wood,
we protected each other as best we could.
I thought he'd resent me, his heart filled with hate,
but he said that being with me was his fate.
We can't return to OZ, we're feared by all,
but we stand besides each other, strong and tall,
I'm always brave at his side,
Even in the dark forest, where we hide.
It is better for us than home,
in this woods, we won't be alone.
I can't bear to be without him, but when we're apart,
I think of the scarecrow, who stole my heart.
Aww! I loved writing this! Short, but romantic, and I think I captured Elphaba and The Scarecrow's personalities right! I ship them through and through! Hope you liked! Should I do more Wicked? Tell me in the comments! Bye!