Disclaimer: Yet another piece inspired by Danny Phantom, which in case you missed it, I don't own.

Author's note: Of everything I've posted so far, this one is best read aloud ) It should be pretty apparent who this one's about.

Poetic Justice

By: Firefury Amahira

T'was the day before Christmas

In a manor alone

An artist was crafting

A work epic in tone

With loving care he created

Each and every line

The words freely flowing

Their meter divine

It would be the greatest

This work, his delight

But this day before Christmas

Would deal him a fright

With glee he paraded

To share his work with the world

When to his surprise

A blast he saw hurled

With no time to defend

His work, it did trash

Enraged, he looked at

The source of that flash

A mere boy, eyes green

As surprised as he

Annoyed, he told the boy what he'd done

A loose page fluttered by that the boy did see

And in senseless destruction

The youth found great joy

Which angered the artist

The insolence of this boy

His anger now raging

The artist made a dark vow

The boy ruined his poem

So he's the poem now!