One Rainy Day
A free-verse poem by Noname the Weird
A/N: Wow... It's been more than a year since I've posted anything up on this site. Scary. Well, this is a poem that I wrote because I felt like writing poetry for once. The character that the POV is written in is anyone's good guess: just create whatever original character you like. Lastly, I know there is a lack of capitalization, quotation marks, and possibly comprehension. I did it on purpose. So on to the poem now...
Disclaimer: Wilt, Foster's, and even Malph's and Seared are all of Craig McCracken's creations. Yes, I lack much creativity...
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once
i stood
at the bus stop
next to malph's
in the rain
blue umbrella
over my head
waitin' for
the next bus when
this guy came
couldn't be real
was too tall
had wet, red fur
cut open everywhere
left arm was missing
and had a
googly eye
looked like
a walking,
beaten doll
he was
an imaginary friend,
alright
i looked up
at his face
he noticed me
and looked away
quickly
with embarrassment
he was probably
recently abandoned
i told him
don't to be shy
then i noticed
he didn't have
an umbrella
poor thing
was soaked
i asked him
are you taking the bus?
shook his head
and replied
i don't have the money
thought about that
then i decided
to hand him
my umbrella
he looked at me
with surprise
and said
i'm sorry, but
i can't take that
i ask
why not?
his reply:
well, what if
you get wet?
i laughed
and said
i don't care
if i get wet
my skin's
waterproof
but your's...
isn't
the bus was visible
warily,
tall guy took
my umbrella
and said
are you sure
about this?
i said
mm-yep
by the way
ever heard of
foster's?
he frowned
he did not
i said
it's down the street
from seared
on 49th
go there
you'll like it
he said
thanks
i'll be sure to
check it out
i asked him
for his name
it was wilt
i gave him
my name
as well
the bus arrived
and i boarded it
and watched
wilt waving bye
with a big grin
on his face
i wonder
what would mom say
when i tell her
i gave her
most expensive umbrella
to some
nonexistent stranger