A/N: A fun little poem from an otaku's POV. (Mine!)

I thought I saw Yugi while I was walking my own way.
But I'm afraid it wasn't he, its been such a weird day.
Near school, I thought I heard Seto Kaiba call my name.
But it was just the howling wind, what a terrible shame.

At the museum, I swore I saw Ishizu standing there.
But wrong again, just a woman with black hair.
By my house, I think I saw Marik, that Hunter of the Rare.
Incorrect once more, it was just a man with blond hair.

I thought I saw Joey standing outside a fast food place.
But a closer look told me that Joey has a different face.
Was that Te'a at the dance school across the street?
Afraid not, just a girl dancing to a piano's steady beat.

Hey, wasn't that Mokuba Kaiba walking towards the mall?
Wrong again, just a black-haired kid going to play baseball.
I think I saw Soloman down by the music store.
Dang, just an old man telling everyone tall tales and lore.

Oh! Its Duke Devlin, at the casino playing dice.
Oops, just a tall guy who wasn't too nice.
Isn't that Rebecca, she and her Shadow Ghoul?
Nope, just a lass on her way to elementary school.

Hey its the Duel Monsters creator, Maximillion Pegasus the great.
Oh wait, that's just the science teacher who always marks me late.
But wasn't that Bandit Keith, the intercontinental champ?
Ack, just a vendor who want to sell me a lava lamp.

With a sigh, I keep walking towards my destination.
Were those people I saw just my wild imagination?
I smirk, my disappointment something I will not show.
Away I go, my mind still on the world of Yu-Gi-Oh.