Curious, curious,
Why so furious?
I was only having a little fun.

Gentlemen, gentlemen,
Let's be civilized men.
Why don't you put down that gun?

Laugh, laugh,
Now there's a lad!
My lady you have quite the son.

Copers, copers,
Catch me if you can!
The joker is on the run.

Beware, my words are my weapons,
With poison they always drip.
Only a fool would not feel,
the damage I inflict.

As the soldiers die,
Mothers kiss their sons goodbye,
Crows fly high above.

Got a car that is broken?
Or a board that is a croakin'?
Have a problem with a broken leg,
Or a talkative friend named Greg?

I have a solution to all your problems,
Using this will surely solve them!
No mater the problem's size or shape,
You can fix it with a little bit of duct tape!

Bulbasaur, charmander, pokeball,
Eevee, pikachu, got to catch em' all!
Kanto, johto, adventure calls,
Sinnoh, hoenn, this world ain't small!
Mewtwo, **-oh, masterball,
Groudon, xerneas, as a trainer, I stand tall!

Why do humans fight?
Strike with all our might,
Against the blasted blight,
Who gave you a little fright?

But what about the blight?
What do they see?
Do they see a monster,
As ugly as could be?

They see a panicked destroyer,
As crazed and mindless as we are.
Because the only great threat in this world,
Is us, by quite far.

An argument is a war,
And my word is my sword.
As clever and powerful is my foe,
In the land of speech craft, I am lord.

Your eyes are your weakness,
They are windows into your soul.
The more you speak, the more ground you give,
Till my final blow takes its toll.

With your defences swept aside,
I see you for who you are.
In your defeated state,
On your heart, I see your scars.

It's cold and wet,
And ever moving.
Slow and steady,
Ever soothing.

Babbles and whispers,
Never speaking.
Cutting and shifting,
Always digging.

It's name is clear,
Like a vivid dream.
The smooth clear water,
The silvery stream.

Humans get really crazy,
When they are are the polar opposite of lazy.
Climbing up a mountain, jumping from the sky,
This is a completely different kind of high.

Bungie jumping, shark diving,
Any activity that ends in dieing.
They go out of the box, while sane people stay in,
To get that dose of adrenaline.

One sunny morning,
In the middle of the night,
Two dead men got up to fight.

They stood back to back,
And faced one another,
They drew their swords and shot each other.

One deaf policeman heard the noise,
And got up to stop those two dead boys.
If you don't believe my story is true,
Ask the blind man, he saw it to.