Okay, So I have a fic to be writing and I shouldn't be working on little
junk like this, but when these stupid ideas come to me I have to drop
everything and do them or go insane.
Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men. I don't own anything affiliated to the X-
Men. Nothing belongs to me.

I'm an X-Geek,
I'll admit it.
I do try to discover my mutation
I have referred to the "x-gene" in scientific conversations.
I find myself using the lingo,
Calling people bub, or sugah.
Or talking like a valley girl.
Did I mention that white hair is really cool,
And that red pupils could be the new thing in contacts?
Sometime I wish I were from generation X,
Mostly cuz I'd want to meet a certain half-faced someone.
Every so often I try to read people's minds.
It doesn't work.
It's true; I am attracted to short burly men in plaid,
And I'd never judge someone for being blue.
I would love to have super-strength,
And running through walls would be awesome.
I think about the last episode of Evolution I saw,
And hypothesize about the plot of X3.
Okay, maybe I am obsessed, but it's okay.
I'm an X-Geek
I'll admit it.
Will you admit it too?