A/N POETRY! Lol, had my freshman open house tonight. Teen Living, Math Honors 2, English honors 1, and Latin (online). Only cried twice, because my older sister was stressing me out.
I don't own the Samba Pineapple. Or any of KHR.
Ode to Pineapple.
Master of illusions,
One who returned from every Hell,
Possessing of the odd eye,
Owl of the mist,
But also the lie of the mist,
Protector of his other half,
Holder of the trident,
Made of shadows,
And yet somehow solid enough,
To deal the fatal blow,
That brings victory,
But also defeat,
King of the dance of battle,
The eternal samba.
Part 2 coming soon. *wink*