Kai: (grins) Yay more random Swat Kats poems! This time it's Hard Drive's turn.
T-Bone: You wrote a poem about Hard Drive, of all people!!
Kai: (rolls eyes) So, and your point? I even have two versions of the poem for some odd reason.
Razor: How could you though, I'm more of a techy genius then he is.
Kai: Jealous are we Razor?
Razor: (shifty-eyed) No…
Hard Drive: Yes you are, and by the way I'm way more of a genius then you are AND I have an accent.
Razor: (goes and pouts in a corner) I'm still better then you and Kai likes me better!
T-Bone: (nods) Sorry Hard Drive, I gotta side with Razor on this one.
Hard Drive: You would.
Kai: Can we PLEASE just do the bloody disclaimer and be done with it?
All: NO!!!
Kai: (throws hands up) Whatever! I don't own Swat Kats, but I can not be held responsible for what I plan to do to them if they don't knock it off.
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Hard Drive
By: Kai Celiera
Sparks of electricity
Bouncing off his body
Going in every which direction
Illuminating the night sky
Like a thunderstorm in July
He waits for his prey to come
Zipping through the wire
So he can strike them down
With a single volt
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Hard Drive: (smiles) I like it Kai
Kai: Why thank you Hard Drive
Razor: (mutters) Suck up
Hard Drive: (glares) What was that Swat Kat?
T-Bone: (sweatdrops) Please R&R.