Weeee, people liked my poem 'bout Taichi!
Yamato: I thought you said it was my poem.
well... uh... eh... lovely weather outside
Yamato: Wow, she's right! ...for once.
Anyyyywayyyy! Since my last poem was such an... an... what do you call it?
Yamato: Pointless thing.
I don't even remember the word in Swedish... Well, screw that then. Let's just get to the point.
Yamato: She wrote this poem just a minute after the other, and she wanted them to look a bit alike.
Yeah, but THIS poem is about Yama! And now I've got no idea about what to call this story any more... Whatever, I'll just call it Taito.
Yamato: Original -.- She doesn't own digimon, and she don't own me since I manage to escape the cage.
aww ):
Yama
Yama, why?
Why did you hate me?
Why did you turn away?
Why did we fight each other?
Why couldn't you agree?
Yama, why?
Yama, how?
How could you know what lay ahead?
How did we turn up like friends?
How much did you really care?
How could we ever agree?
Yama, how?
Yama, you...
You didn't hate me, though it looked like that
You made me think twice, not just run ahead
You gave me the courage my crest involved
You made me want to move on when everything was dark
You made me realize who I was
And why we ended up there
Yama, thanks...
wooo, that's it! I can't decide which I like the most!
Yamato: You like mine better.
The one "you" wrote or the one 'bout you?
Yamato: Yes.
argh, never mind then! -turns to readers instead- jeah... uhm... PLEASE REVIEW!