A/N: *sigh* I'm back. With another poem. You know, everytime I say there won't be any more... I go off and make more. Sheesh. Ah well. New POV. It's Kuririn this time! Hope y'all like it. If not sorry, but odds are, there'll be another one. Wee bit o' cursing. Sorry. But enjoy anyway minna! Arigato!
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It was so horrible that day,
I was terrified,
Gohan was as scared as me,
and Vegeta had actually cried.
Well, ok, so I'm not exactly right,
His tears were not from fear,
Frieza was beating him into a pulp,
I saw it, I was near.
Piccolo was unconscious,
Gohan was there helping him,
I stood and watched what Frieza did,
Vegeta was hurt, and things looked grim.
I was scared out of my mind,
I didn't know what to do,
I couldn't do anything, I wanted to help,
I'm sure Gohan had wanted to too.
It was horrible, it was,
Frieza was so unbelievably strong,
Vegeta was as strong as I'd ever seen,
But Frieza beat him, it was so wrong.
If Vegeta couldn't beat him,
There was nothing I could do,
But someone showed up that could defeat him,
That person was Goku.
When Goku showed up, he seemed so strong,
He even kept Frieza at bay,
He deflected every blast, blocked every hit,
I was sure we'd win that day.
But then Vegeta decided to laugh at Frieza,
He said the tyrant would be beaten by a 'monkey',
Then Frieza shot him right through the chest,
We saw how horrible the tyrant could be.
Then the Prince of Saiyans did something surprising,
He cried to Goku, he said to fight like mad,
He told Goku of all the things Frieza'd done,
And told him to beat him, like no other had.
Vegeta cried that day,
He really must have felt sick,
To be ruled all your life by such a bastard,
And then die by the hands of that prick.
When Vegeta died,
I knew I was sorry to see it,
He may not have been the greatest of guys,
But he went through more shame then was fit.
Goku took his words to heart,
The words the Prince of Saiyans had cried,
So my friend fought on, but I didn't see much,
Because after that I kind of... died.
Damn, Frieza was on a roll THAT day.
***
Wow! That was long, yah? Well, so ends the fourth part of my poem series. Yeah, you heard me. Series. *grins* Ah well, so what. And you know what else? There probably'll be a part FIVE. *'nother grin* I'm like that, so you might as well expect another one. Now, thanks to all reviewers who dropped a comment. I love y'all!
Thanks to:
Chuquita(Sorry, no Piccolo POV... yet. But here's Kuririn. And the Frieza saga was cool. Dream sequence? Hee! Me liked 'dat too!), animegirl-mika(Awww, thanks so much. And I DID have alot of fun writing the Frieza POV.), HyperSaiyan(*grins* I knew you weren't serious, but I did it anyway. ^-^
***
It was so horrible that day,
I was terrified,
Gohan was as scared as me,
and Vegeta had actually cried.
Well, ok, so I'm not exactly right,
His tears were not from fear,
Frieza was beating him into a pulp,
I saw it, I was near.
Piccolo was unconscious,
Gohan was there helping him,
I stood and watched what Frieza did,
Vegeta was hurt, and things looked grim.
I was scared out of my mind,
I didn't know what to do,
I couldn't do anything, I wanted to help,
I'm sure Gohan had wanted to too.
It was horrible, it was,
Frieza was so unbelievably strong,
Vegeta was as strong as I'd ever seen,
But Frieza beat him, it was so wrong.
If Vegeta couldn't beat him,
There was nothing I could do,
But someone showed up that could defeat him,
That person was Goku.
When Goku showed up, he seemed so strong,
He even kept Frieza at bay,
He deflected every blast, blocked every hit,
I was sure we'd win that day.
But then Vegeta decided to laugh at Frieza,
He said the tyrant would be beaten by a 'monkey',
Then Frieza shot him right through the chest,
We saw how horrible the tyrant could be.
Then the Prince of Saiyans did something surprising,
He cried to Goku, he said to fight like mad,
He told Goku of all the things Frieza'd done,
And told him to beat him, like no other had.
Vegeta cried that day,
He really must have felt sick,
To be ruled all your life by such a bastard,
And then die by the hands of that prick.
When Vegeta died,
I knew I was sorry to see it,
He may not have been the greatest of guys,
But he went through more shame then was fit.
Goku took his words to heart,
The words the Prince of Saiyans had cried,
So my friend fought on, but I didn't see much,
Because after that I kind of... died.
Damn, Frieza was on a roll THAT day.
***
Wow! That was long, yah? Well, so ends the fourth part of my poem series. Yeah, you heard me. Series. *grins* Ah well, so what. And you know what else? There probably'll be a part FIVE. *'nother grin* I'm like that, so you might as well expect another one. Now, thanks to all reviewers who dropped a comment. I love y'all!
Thanks to:
Chuquita(Sorry, no Piccolo POV... yet. But here's Kuririn. And the Frieza saga was cool. Dream sequence? Hee! Me liked 'dat too!), animegirl-mika(Awww, thanks so much. And I DID have alot of fun writing the Frieza POV.), HyperSaiyan(*grins* I knew you weren't serious, but I did it anyway. ^-^