"Well, that's Christmas for another year, 'sigh'…" Z Star
"Wei Yan… sad…" Wei Yan
"(Pat's Wei Yan shoulder) I know, I know Wei Yan. But it's Boxing Day! And we get to box the living day lights out of everyone!" Z Star
"Wei Yan… can't… argue! (Picks up a random reader)" Wei Yan
"NO WEI YAN! NOT ONE OF THE READERS! DO YOU WANT ME TO GET FLAMES?" Z Star
"Wei Yan… Sorry… (Puts reader down)" Wei Yan
"Awe that's Ok Wei Yan. You didn't know. (To the readers) Well sorry about that. Hehe, maybe I should think twice before encouraging Wei Yan into stuff like that. Does anyone know what Boxing Day is for anyway? Well this poem is about Wei Yan and it goes behind the mask of the scary warrior. Here it is!" Z Star
Hunger Of A Monster
The blood in the air,
Is a smell so fair,
This is the spoil of war,
I hunger for,
I've been fighting in this war,
But what for?
I do not know,
But I do not care,
Under this mask,
Is a monster,
Who hungers for,
The blood of his enemies,
You might disagree,
But for me,
I forgot what I fought for,
But this is a monster,
Does have thoughts and feelings,
Even weaknesses,
This is the hunger of a monster…
"And that is the hunger of a monster." Z Star
"Wei Yan… like… very much!" Wei Yan
"Good to know Wei Yan. Hmm… now what should I write about next… Z Star:
"PIES!" Wei Yan
"What the hell?" Z Star
"Ignore him Z Star. He is just hyper. (Pats Wei Yan on the head) Sometimes I don't know why Yue Ying has to feed him those sweets." Zhuge Liang
"… Umm… Ok… Oh I know what to write! I'll write about Gan Ning and Ling Tong's hate for each other! It will be called…" Z Star
"PIES!" Wei Yan
"No Wei Yan. Hmm… I'll call it A Painful Hate! How's that? I know it sucks but the poem is more important then the title! Bye guys!" Z Star
