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Witch of Light
Well... I sometimes make strange poems in my mind, and I have decided to put some of them here.
Some poems are in first person, but they are not about me. Also, if some lines are repeated often, it's most likely intended. I will probably put some kind of explanation before every poem.
It seems that when I played Generation II games, I was quite interested in getting shinies. However, sometimes it would have required breaking the rules I follow in Pokémon games. The red Gyarados seemed the most worthy of it.
There are some inaccurate formulations, but you will surely understand.
The following poem is Star Trek-themed. And it's not about a particular character. It's about the meaning some admirals have in Star Trek (the ones that don't cause the main problem of their episode, of course). And also about the meaning of Excelsior-class ships.
There will be some more.
Some poems are in first person, but they are not about me. Also, if some lines are repeated often, it's most likely intended. I will probably put some kind of explanation before every poem.
It seems that when I played Generation II games, I was quite interested in getting shinies. However, sometimes it would have required breaking the rules I follow in Pokémon games. The red Gyarados seemed the most worthy of it.
There are some inaccurate formulations, but you will surely understand.
Shiny encounters
I challenged the famous Red Jinde
in the famous Red Jinde lake.
I confused it and then used False Swipe
It turned out to be a mistake.
I encountered a shiny Growlithe
when I had some plants to get past.
It used Roar right in the beginning,
I should have known those guys were fast.
I encountered a shiny Murkrow
It was the one I hoped to see.
My current team was meant for Janine,
so the bird defeated me.
I encountered a small brown Magne,
and knew they were normally gray,
but on my first place was a Shuckle,
so the Steel-type ran away.
I encountered a shiny Zubat
I hadn't caught one in my life.
I beat it with one hit of Absorb,
maybe because it was level five.
I encountered a shiny Graveler,
not too strong or likely to run.
I sent out a Grass-type and beat it
because I already had one.
The following poem is Star Trek-themed. And it's not about a particular character. It's about the meaning some admirals have in Star Trek (the ones that don't cause the main problem of their episode, of course). And also about the meaning of Excelsior-class ships.
The Admiral
He appeared in one episode
with an uninteresting English name
And he seemed to be very old -
As old as the ship in which he came.
He wasn't a terrible sight,
it was just age taking its claim.
His hair was gray, but close to white -
As gray as the ship in which he came.
He would have to get killed to die
The hair still had a nice face to frame.
You cast no shadow if you're too high -
He's in space with the ship in which he came.
But in the times we haven't seen,
he might have had some off-screen fame.
If he had a ship, it might have been
the same class as the ship in which he came.
There will be some more.