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I feel so unloved. ;o;

Ok, drama over. onto the next thing!!
...No, not another Hurrican Ike joke. havent found a new one yet. xD;;;

This is to tell you about the poem. well, about Mizu. i'd give you a link, but...i cant get around photobucket to save my life. that, and i cant remember Moonlit's photonbucket user name. *headdesks*

is ok tho, i shall still leave you poem. enjoy~

101 Ways to Punt Mizu

There are a hundred and one ways to punt Mizu.
All because I fit for it to be see slew.
For you see, there as an art behind it all
That allows you to kick him 300 feet tall.

The first way, I tell you, is a thing of stealth—
Where you sneak up at him while he’s asleep
And punt him while aiming to hit the shelf.
Be careful now, that your aim is off,
Or you’re going to have your jaw lodged off.

The second way follows the first,
Where you aim accurately for the shins.
Then run like the dickens
If you don’t want to be loaded with pins.

The third, I say, is extremely tricky,
And isn’t for you who are very picky.
For you see, this one includes getting wet,
Then jumping out of a pond screaming “GET!!”
Then while he’s in shock you punt him fast
And run away if you want your life to last.

Then after that fine performance,
You have to take credit for some conformance.
Because if you managed the third,
There are none past it, unless you’re a bird.
For by then, Mizu will be on guard
And you won’t get past his senses, even if you’re a bard.
And that, my friend, is a failed disguise
And you will have no chance to reprise.

But, if you were really a bird?
Then you would have no chance to do any,
Not even the third.
For a bird, you see, had such frail legs,
Which make punting an exercise for wooden pegs
That you had received at the hospital in place of your legs.

And thus, my friend, your journey ends here.
For there is no way to punt the man’s rear
After the near-heart attack that he just underwent
With that third punt, so he’s all bent
Out of shape and out of rhyme.
And Now I am out of Time.

For you see, he has figured, that it was I
That gave him the bad luck,
And is now after me
For some million bucks.
And I do not wish to be sued,
So I will talk to you later, dude.
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End~
Tell me what you think of it. ='D

Oh, and ppl. Imma questing!! i need LOTS of black ink. so, you can either: A) get me black ink, or B) give me your bugs. I need 500 bottles. i have 13. halp.