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

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