Pikmin Life-a poetic ode to pikmin
We start in the ground,are plucked by you.
you guide us around, tell us what to do.
We salvage,battle and help you too.
We follow you, wanting no love,respect,or anything above the satisfaction of getting thing just done.
We'd take a bullet for you,we'd sacrifice our lives for you,and expect nothing back.
From pluck, to death we'd serve you,until the sky turns black.