Sorry for the update that took forever, but that's because I'm mass-updating for Total Drama Writing Spree Day, including a few more poems for this story!

Anyway, this is the first good poem in recent memory XD, and it's actually decently long for someone who was on the show for so little time.

Chef was there. Again. Sick of him yet? So is everyone. Next to him stood the Silent Treatment himself, Beverly.

"So," began Chef, "how's life treatin' ya?" B said nothing. "That bad, huh? Well, mine sucks too, so get over your damn self-pity and pull yourself together man, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!" The big cook broke down and started crying. B patted him on the back, a little weirded out, and presented his poem.

Hey, you're meeting Beverly,

I really don't talk much, see?

But I'm as thoughtful as can be,

If there's only one smart one, well it's me.

Total Drama looked appealing at first,

It wasn't till later that I nursed,

The belief that it was the worst...

Thing ever, like a moldy bratwurst.

Already in the first challenge I,

Did some physics tricks as easy as pie,

And built a tower of people sky high,

So that, yeah, our win was nigh.

We cruised along the river fast,

Our worst nightmare was placing last,

Our totem boat could've used a mast,

In boat-building, Chris was NOT the best in class.

We lost pathetically on that day,

And due to annoyance sent Staci away,

Because of all the lies she always would say,

We needed to keep insanity at bay.

The second challenge went by quick,

And again we got so licked,

More losses than you can shake a stick,

Almost everyone else was a prick!

All though in the end, I must disgress,

Dawn could stand up when put to the test,

She was certainly smarter than the rest,

Even if that cockroach of hers was a pest.

At challenges I was the ultimate man,

Rain, shine, snow, or hail, I had a plan,

To me winning was as easy as kicking a can,

And cans we did kick; so Anne Maria couldn't tan.

Eventually Scott saw I was too good,

He pulled over my head my own hood,

My brain now felt like it was made of wood,

I'd been tricked and eliminated, hadn't thought people could...

Outsmart me, silent genius and all,

Oh well, epicness did cause my fall,

But in the end I did well and can stand tall,

Still, my love for the show is but very small.

Chef wiped the tears from his eyes. "That sucked!" B gave him a questioning glance. "It sucked because it didn't mention ponies." B rolled his eyes.

He noticed something falling from above and carefully sidestepped. A boulder fell from the sky for the first time in a while and landed on Chef.

The boulders are back, and Chris will soon be too. Next up is fan-favorite Dawn. Thanks for reading and please review!