Oh my god. Somebody sent in a poem. Woo-yeah! I actually didn't have to write a poem this time... But I did anyways. It's never too late you know, you can still send in a poem. I'd like to thank Invader Becky for sending something in, and I'd like to thank my good friend Kalchas for finally writing a freakin' poem.
I Need You (edited)- By caring sender Invader Becky
A dad you are,
but you're too far...
working in your lab all day and night,
won't you just come home tonight?
Or is your work too much to bear-
does a few days off seem unfair?
I need you dad...come home,
I feel more love frome Zim's gnomes...
Once a year just isn't enough
why do you call my work stupid stuff?
Your my dad, I need you now
please come home, I don't care how.
Hellbent, by my good friend Kalchas
When hate reaches boiling point
fear it does not disappoint
but when the anger comes from her
It's surely enough to deter
even the bravest wanderers of the streets
as their hearts slowly beat.
Hell is said to come to Earth
and wreak havoc for all it's worth
but only one can stop it, one can prevail
one will under no circumstance fail
but what happens when the bringer of Hell
is also the one to ring Heaven's bell?
Untitled poem, by me
It's a question asked a million times
"what goes on in Gir's simple mind?"
Absolutely nothing, I'd have to say-
Gir's intelligence seems to fray.
Muffins and bacon are his world
a flawful world that has never unfurled
but he believes in it, that's a fact
even though it's all but intact.
Yes, for once, mine is actually the shortest. But I have a large poem for the next chapter that I didn't want to waste on this chapter. So hold on, chapter 4 will be out soon. Oh yes, all of my friends were obsessed with my story Gaz: Envoy of Hell. Their hearts broke when I decided not to finish it... but that's what happens when no reviews are sent in. Kalchas was one of them, so forgive him for his poem being similiar to that of G:EOH. A lot of my friend's stuff is like that... Until next time
-Raqueza