Desert spirit.
A poem by Darkblaziken71.
Seeing as this is my second poem, I'd like to just say thanks to everyone that reviewed My Absol poem. Your reviews mean a lot to me. Thanks.
Flygon, Flygon.
Another by-gone.
The desert spirit play's it's song,
If not disturbed for too long.
The spirits cry,
Will make others fly.
Flygon, Flygon.
Another By-gone.
It's thoughts and ways are complex,
Even though it had a quick reflex.
It's wings are green,
And its temper is mean.
It's two green horns,
Because of which I mourn.
Flygon, Flygon.
Another by-gone.
It's two padded feet,
May seem neat.
It's three-pronged tail,
May seem to fail.
The shimmering mirage,
And it's entourage.
Flygon, Flygon.
Another by-gone.
Dirt and dust,
Greed and lust.
I tell a tale,
A tale that may fail.
Flygon, Flygon.
Another by-gone.