A poem composed by... Ginkotsu.
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"Any organisation is like a septic tank. The really big chunks rise to the top." - John Imhoff
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An announcer walks up to the stage.
He announces...oh yes he does.
"Dear Peoples Reading This Poem Composed By A Tank, Listen Carefully. And Ignore My Capitals. And Please Welcome... Ginkotsu!"
Claps are heard all around.
The tank like man talks on the stage.
-Ahem-
"Gesh gesh gesh gesh gesh..."
"...gesh gesh geeesh gesh gesh?"
"...Gesh...gesh gesh, gesh gesh."
"Gesh."
-Takes Breath-
"Gesh gesh gesh gesh gesh..."
"...Gesh gesh gesh gesh gesh?"
"Gesh. Gesh."
-Breaths In-
-Breaths Out-
A tall bald man raises from the bunch, clapping to his hearts content.
-Bows-
A girl boy rises from the bunch...
-Sniff-
"So beautiful..."
A large oni like thing a mah giggers has already arouse and is eating the roof.
A short... I mean boy... man.. oh what ever, get outta here. SHOOOOO!
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Yes... it is messed, but i'd appreciate a review... this is just a small one shot ive done before my "new" humor Shichinintai story comes out... but thats all i'm saying.
Oh, the way I wrote this story ive seen in a few other storys... I find it so annoying, just the way its wrote is just so plain indecently.
Oh Well, I should stop babblin' now. I have school... so again. Please Review -