On Kurenai-- By Kurei--
My stone-cold heart has trained to never love;
Or so I like to let my father think;
And yet she found what I'd been lacking of
And gifted me with roses red and pink.
Imagine! Me! In love with mousy-girl,
Amidst the roses, we two often walk;
In the hell of my life, she's been a precious pearl;
My feelings grow the more we laugh and talk.
The sound of her voice comforts my bitter mind,
And to her spell of love I do submit.
Amazing, in my wretched self she'd find
The good which even I could not admit.
And yet I must keep her a secret, my darling rose,
Of this weakness of mine, HE must never know.
 
~Koganei's Sonnet~
"I need you to rebuild this rotten world,"
The man in the strange mask had told the boy;
Upon the breeze the folds of his dress furled;
Bewildered, Koganei clutched in hand his toy.
"A Rubix cube?" inquired the Flame Caster;
"I know a weapon which would fit you fine.
"The Kougan Anki requires a skilled master;
"Triumph, and it can be yours in time."
The Caster smiled kindly at the other,
Who had no home or family to love;
"Come with me, and I'll become your brother."
To convince the boy did not take much of a shove.
And thus Kaoru went with his new friend;
His new life began as his old one now did end.
Recca Poem
Recca was snoozing, asleep as could be,
In a Japanese park, under a Japanese tree,
Picnicking with Domon and Fuuko and me,
Not to mention Koganei and our friend Yanagi.
"See how he sleeps," said Fuuko with a grin,
"He's snoring so soundly; we all hear the din,
"Should we pass up this chance? It would be quite a sin,
"If we didn't make some kind of trouble for him."
Yanagi was hesitant, but we laughed and agreed,
That something should happen to disturb our friend's peace.
We tried to think of a humorous deed;
Then we finally hatched a plot with which we were pleased.
We tied up his shoelaces, all nice and tight,
We tied up his hands, so he couldn't fight;
Next he was blindfolded, so he wouldn't have sight;
It's a very good thing that he doesn't sleep light!
Then with a shout, we all yelled, "It's Kurei!
"He's come for Yanagi, he's coming this way!
"He'll kidnap her again and ruin her day,
"Recca! You must awaken and rescue Hime!"
Recca awoke from his sleep with a roar,
And blindfolded and stumbling, he cursed and he swore,
We split our sides laughing as he stumbled some more,
Until he summoned his Saiha and through his bonds tore.
He saw there was no danger; his Hime was safe;
Kurei was nowhere to be seen in the place;
He took our fine joke with precious little grace,
And summoning Nadare, after all of us chased.
 icky fujimaru
Fujimaru's Plight- A Poem
 
Fujimaru had problems with getting a date;
For obvious reasons which I shall not state.
"I keep getting rejected," he said, feeling blue,
"Saicho, please tell me, why'd Misora decide to date you?"
His friend, paper boy, was a small bit surprised,
But he said to the other, "I just looked in her eyes.
"We had origami in common, and small papers we'd bend,
"And the time, it would pass, and we soon became friends."
"I see," thought Fujimaru, "They think talent I lack!
"I need to find something that will take them aback!"
So to the next girl, offered the best massage around.
And our dear Fujimaru was punched into the ground.
So next time, he thought, "Raiha-- now, _he_ gets the girls!"
And he asked of the ninja, "So, how in the world?"
And Raiha considered; he said, "I make women feel good,
"It's all about humor." And Fujimaru understood.
"I must say something witty!" he thought with a grin,
So the next woman he met, he nuzzled her chin,
And said, "I may not be Fred Flintstone, but I can make your BedRock."
And promptly that woman cleaned out his clock.
He took a few aspirin and bandaged his head,
And went to visit Koganei instead.
His classmates who liked him all loved to play games;
"Play?" thought Fujimaru, "I can have fun and get dames?"
So the next woman he saw, he sidled up with a leer,
And said, "Hey, baby, let's go and get away from here,
"Wanna come to my place and play house for the night?"
And she decked Fujimaru and stalked off, "Yeah, right!"
Clueless as ever, knocked unconscious for keeps;
His targets didn't want a weirdo, a creep.
As long as he's ecchi, to worry, no need-
We know that Fujimaru never will breed.
AND THANK GOODNESS FOR THAT!!!
ALL POEMS WRITTEN BY THE BRILLIANT BOTTOU-CHAN!
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