Ne, ah nevah ghett tahd o dis! Rily, ah dun't. Ah wunduh if ah deed. Ah, fts. ahm we todd did. Ahm soe fugging we todd did.
Just kidding! Here's a poem, narrative-style, in which Sonic ponders what present he should buy for Amy. Oh, choose wisely, blue-skinned one…
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The Blue And The Pink
Chapter 8:
These shoes were made for grinding.
She loves me,
She loves me not,
She loves me,
She loves me not…
Yes, I am feeling the sunshine, Lawd Gahd Awlmahtee,
But I wonder what I should give Amy Rose
For Christmas.
She doesn't want anything extravagant,
She doesn't want anything that bums would wear,
I am pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
I walk the glitterati-laden streets of Tinsel Town,
My wallet fat as Big the Cat,
And suddenly, I see this exhibit of women's shoes
That are her size, and look like mines.
Well, more like her's, in actualitity.
I thought, She has everything she could hope for,
Yet…she doesn't have this.
And yet,
I am pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
So I thought,
Why not give it a try?
I strut on in.
The manager of the store says,
Hey Sonic! Welcome back,
You fast-acting blue bastard, you!
He says this with a laugh and a guffaw.
I say, Hey Homeboy (that's his name),
I saw those shoes that look like mines, but
Are solid red, with black soles and a white vertical stripe.
Do you have any left?
The manager says, Oh,
You mean, the
Valerie Stevens Pikoshoes?
Is that what they are called?
I say to Homeboy.
Yep, he says.
Well, are there any left? I say.
That's the only pair of Pikoshoes
Left.
That left me pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
Okay, so how much do they cost?
I ask Homeboy.
50,000 yen, he says.
I cough it up,
Buy the pair
And head out the back door.
Later, as I head home,
My present wrapped in 24-karat gold foil,
Amy calls me by cell phone,
And she says,
Sonic, these boots of mine are ragged,
Can you buy me another pair?
I say, just wait.
I meet up with Amy,
And my jaw drops,
My eyes widen,
She was basically wearing
Playboy material.
I asked her,
Why are you doing this?
She says,
Because I'm your master
Now.
This left my mind
Pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
The next day,
After a one-night stand,
She asks me,
What did you buy me?
I give her a box,
She opens it,
And her eyes turn into
Starry diamonds.
Yes, she was beyond emotion
When I bought her those
Pikoshoes.
Now she can slide on any rail
Just like me.
She can grind in style
Just like me.
She won't need and skateboards
Or snowboards
Just like me. (Oh, scratch that…)
Yet, even that made my mind
Ponder, ponder, and eventually become puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
********************
End Chapter 8
"live and learn, hanging on the edge of tomorrow…"-Sonic.
Just kidding! Here's a poem, narrative-style, in which Sonic ponders what present he should buy for Amy. Oh, choose wisely, blue-skinned one…
************************
The Blue And The Pink
Chapter 8:
These shoes were made for grinding.
She loves me,
She loves me not,
She loves me,
She loves me not…
Yes, I am feeling the sunshine, Lawd Gahd Awlmahtee,
But I wonder what I should give Amy Rose
For Christmas.
She doesn't want anything extravagant,
She doesn't want anything that bums would wear,
I am pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
I walk the glitterati-laden streets of Tinsel Town,
My wallet fat as Big the Cat,
And suddenly, I see this exhibit of women's shoes
That are her size, and look like mines.
Well, more like her's, in actualitity.
I thought, She has everything she could hope for,
Yet…she doesn't have this.
And yet,
I am pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
So I thought,
Why not give it a try?
I strut on in.
The manager of the store says,
Hey Sonic! Welcome back,
You fast-acting blue bastard, you!
He says this with a laugh and a guffaw.
I say, Hey Homeboy (that's his name),
I saw those shoes that look like mines, but
Are solid red, with black soles and a white vertical stripe.
Do you have any left?
The manager says, Oh,
You mean, the
Valerie Stevens Pikoshoes?
Is that what they are called?
I say to Homeboy.
Yep, he says.
Well, are there any left? I say.
That's the only pair of Pikoshoes
Left.
That left me pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
Okay, so how much do they cost?
I ask Homeboy.
50,000 yen, he says.
I cough it up,
Buy the pair
And head out the back door.
Later, as I head home,
My present wrapped in 24-karat gold foil,
Amy calls me by cell phone,
And she says,
Sonic, these boots of mine are ragged,
Can you buy me another pair?
I say, just wait.
I meet up with Amy,
And my jaw drops,
My eyes widen,
She was basically wearing
Playboy material.
I asked her,
Why are you doing this?
She says,
Because I'm your master
Now.
This left my mind
Pondering, pondering, puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
The next day,
After a one-night stand,
She asks me,
What did you buy me?
I give her a box,
She opens it,
And her eyes turn into
Starry diamonds.
Yes, she was beyond emotion
When I bought her those
Pikoshoes.
Now she can slide on any rail
Just like me.
She can grind in style
Just like me.
She won't need and skateboards
Or snowboards
Just like me. (Oh, scratch that…)
Yet, even that made my mind
Ponder, ponder, and eventually become puzzled
On this beach
Where lovers are in a dangerous time.
********************
End Chapter 8
"live and learn, hanging on the edge of tomorrow…"-Sonic.