Well, that last poem was an acrostic! Hopefully, someone noticed that before reading this. ^_^ Anyways, this piece is also among the experimental bunch, from me trying out a variety of styles here and there. Poetry knows no bounds, making me wonder why SSB doesn't have that much poetry to begin with…
Welcome and enjoy~
May 13, 2012
Tankas de la Mêlée
5…
They call me a clone
So they name me the "young" one
But didn't you know?
I was him before he was
So why am I the copy?
…4…
I wanted to be
A strong Pokémon like you
They told me to quit
Since I always hurt myself
I hope you win, big brother
…3…
I'm the flame mimic
Because I have the same moves
As the azure prince
I cannot believe he is
Considered better than me
…2…
Health, my specialty
But there is another me
The original
So it's natural for them
To just kick me out for you
…1…
Sudden, last notice
Strange that they never tell us
Until now, too late
They decide to replace me
Even though I was different
…0.
