To be the very best like no one ever was.
To catch them is their real test and to train them is their cause.
They travel across the land, searching far and wide.
And they teach pokemon to understand the power that's inside.
To catch them is their real test and to train them is their cause.
They travel across the land, searching far and wide.
And they teach pokemon to understand the power that's inside.
Pokemaster: Gotta catch em all!
by unrefin3d April 24, 2010
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Might do drugs in the bathroom.
Might do drugs in the bathroom.
by Podmasters Apprentice July 8, 2022
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Pokeman is where a boy with crossed eyes runs around with a yellow mouse. Sometimes he is in the company of a blue blob or something but for the most parts he's yelling- "I'm gonna catch all youz pokeman!"
by Shottie January 7, 2005
Get the pokeman mug.A short story or mere gathering of words written with feeling, often foreshadowing an underlying theme or emotion.Poems do NOT require any specific punctuation or format.Can be used to convey a certain mood to the reader, making it as if the reader is experiencing the written text. Poems also normally have strong emotional impact on those who gratefully understand good literature.
Positive poem:
I look at the world gratefully
Yes our world.
The one others think of as dull
I see as pure beauty.
From the squirrel on the ground
To the lone drifting cloud.
Beautiful each and every thing
In its own unique way
Negative poem:
Why am I here?
Why must I suffer?
What have I done
To deserve being
Left here?
Alone.
In a sea of people
So many people
Careless people.
Was it me?
Is it my fault?
Have I done something
Wrong?
Have I forgotten
A past deed undone?
Who knows.
But for now I am stuck.
In this world.
Why am I here?
Psychotic poem:
What's this?
A bug.
A small little thing.
No importance?
No purpose?
Wrong.
How do we know this bug is not
The almighty?
How do we know that all that is
Anything in this world
Isn't just a figment
Of this bugs
Imagination?
No.
We know not of where
We came from.
We can only hypothesize.
Think.
Dream.
Be gone small bug.
For if I take your life
Who knows what could happen
To the world?
Be gone bug.
Be gone.
By the way these are all 100% ORIGINAL poems written by me... Just now. ッ
I look at the world gratefully
Yes our world.
The one others think of as dull
I see as pure beauty.
From the squirrel on the ground
To the lone drifting cloud.
Beautiful each and every thing
In its own unique way
Negative poem:
Why am I here?
Why must I suffer?
What have I done
To deserve being
Left here?
Alone.
In a sea of people
So many people
Careless people.
Was it me?
Is it my fault?
Have I done something
Wrong?
Have I forgotten
A past deed undone?
Who knows.
But for now I am stuck.
In this world.
Why am I here?
Psychotic poem:
What's this?
A bug.
A small little thing.
No importance?
No purpose?
Wrong.
How do we know this bug is not
The almighty?
How do we know that all that is
Anything in this world
Isn't just a figment
Of this bugs
Imagination?
No.
We know not of where
We came from.
We can only hypothesize.
Think.
Dream.
Be gone small bug.
For if I take your life
Who knows what could happen
To the world?
Be gone bug.
Be gone.
By the way these are all 100% ORIGINAL poems written by me... Just now. ッ
by Lavvy P. ッ November 7, 2013
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Yes, Mama?
Watching porn?
No, mama!
Telling a lie?
No, mama!
Open your Chrome.
AH AHH AHH!
Yes, Mama?
Watching porn?
No, mama!
Telling a lie?
No, mama!
Open your Chrome.
AH AHH AHH!
by AssCracked October 11, 2015
Get the Poem mug.Roses are red, Violets are blue, sugas is sweet and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowls empty, and so is your head!
by blacks_jack March 26, 2004
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