DISCLAIMER: I don't Gundam Wing. I do, however own a scythe. If you choose to sue me, I will hit you with it.
FYI: Severe Quatre bashing, Relena bashing, and Wufei in a frilly pink tutu. Questions? Oh yeah, this is my first poem, so be nice. Its not supposed to be well written; just funny. If you don't like it and tell me so in the form of a review, I will sick Shinigami and Hisame on you. Have a nice day!
"Death to the Shim"
By Sakura
"Death to the Shim!" the people cried out
As they held their pitchforks high
"We have had enough of his gayety
Tonight is the night that he shall die!"
The mob gathered their torches
Sword and gundam the same
To the place the Shim lived
With 41 people of that last name
They marched through the forest
Of Killamando
Yelling Japanese insults
And in desperate search of poo*
Finally they reached the cave
The place where the Shim did dwell
And stopped at the opening
Of the place know as "Aw hell!"
This was not what you would expect
At the home of a pervert
Little white daisies
And cartons of sherbet
The mob turned to their leader
Confused at the sight
But Heero just shrugged
And passed out scythes for their fight
Just then from Wufei
Came a scream like a girl
The shim had stepped from his lair
Now everyone wanted to hurl
And what does the Shim look like you ask
Well it is a most frightening sight
An Arabian with stupid blonde hair
Blue eyes and very little height
"Peace!" he said
With a gleam in his eye
"There is no need to fight
No need to die!"
"There is no reason to fight me
You would have more fun I bet
Hunting down the Shimit
That thing is a threat"
"What is a Shimit
The townspeople cried
All of them puzzled
They thought the Shim lied.
"Relena."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Let's go kill Relena!"
"Yeah! Death to the Shim!" Quatre quickly ran back into his cave.
Just then, the author steps in front of the crowd. "Hey! Hold on! The name of this poem is Death to the Shim! That means we still have to kill Quatre!"
"Well then change the damn name, woman!"
Wufei is zapped into a frilly pink tutu.
"Anyway…. If you really feel like killing Relena, then the name of this poem has to be changed to Death to the Shimit."
The entire mob choruses their agreement and the author sighs. "Fine…."
The author has decided to go against the wishes of the people and make them kill the Shim anyway. They can't kill the Shimit in a poem entitled "Death to the Shim"; it just doesn't make sense. Not that I don't want her dead, its just that it would disappoint many people who have looked forward to seeing the Shim killed. And since I would be very gruesome with the killing of the Shimit (I don't like her much, ya know?), I'm giving that poem over to Matsuri; go bug her.
* poo to throw at the Shim. Stupid I know, but I was braindead when my friend helped me write it. I didn't feel like arguing that much.
FYI: Severe Quatre bashing, Relena bashing, and Wufei in a frilly pink tutu. Questions? Oh yeah, this is my first poem, so be nice. Its not supposed to be well written; just funny. If you don't like it and tell me so in the form of a review, I will sick Shinigami and Hisame on you. Have a nice day!
"Death to the Shim"
By Sakura
"Death to the Shim!" the people cried out
As they held their pitchforks high
"We have had enough of his gayety
Tonight is the night that he shall die!"
The mob gathered their torches
Sword and gundam the same
To the place the Shim lived
With 41 people of that last name
They marched through the forest
Of Killamando
Yelling Japanese insults
And in desperate search of poo*
Finally they reached the cave
The place where the Shim did dwell
And stopped at the opening
Of the place know as "Aw hell!"
This was not what you would expect
At the home of a pervert
Little white daisies
And cartons of sherbet
The mob turned to their leader
Confused at the sight
But Heero just shrugged
And passed out scythes for their fight
Just then from Wufei
Came a scream like a girl
The shim had stepped from his lair
Now everyone wanted to hurl
And what does the Shim look like you ask
Well it is a most frightening sight
An Arabian with stupid blonde hair
Blue eyes and very little height
"Peace!" he said
With a gleam in his eye
"There is no need to fight
No need to die!"
"There is no reason to fight me
You would have more fun I bet
Hunting down the Shimit
That thing is a threat"
"What is a Shimit
The townspeople cried
All of them puzzled
They thought the Shim lied.
"Relena."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Let's go kill Relena!"
"Yeah! Death to the Shim!" Quatre quickly ran back into his cave.
Just then, the author steps in front of the crowd. "Hey! Hold on! The name of this poem is Death to the Shim! That means we still have to kill Quatre!"
"Well then change the damn name, woman!"
Wufei is zapped into a frilly pink tutu.
"Anyway…. If you really feel like killing Relena, then the name of this poem has to be changed to Death to the Shimit."
The entire mob choruses their agreement and the author sighs. "Fine…."
The author has decided to go against the wishes of the people and make them kill the Shim anyway. They can't kill the Shimit in a poem entitled "Death to the Shim"; it just doesn't make sense. Not that I don't want her dead, its just that it would disappoint many people who have looked forward to seeing the Shim killed. And since I would be very gruesome with the killing of the Shimit (I don't like her much, ya know?), I'm giving that poem over to Matsuri; go bug her.
* poo to throw at the Shim. Stupid I know, but I was braindead when my friend helped me write it. I didn't feel like arguing that much.
