Ode to Calumon.
One day on the Escapist,
I saw someone being such a pessimist,
I talked to him,
Looking back, I was rather dim,
He shouted at me and said in rage,
"I go off and read, page after page!
And you watch Digimon all day!
Yet I am the one who, if you may,
cannot ever be respected by the men,
who crowd in here like pigs in a pen!"
I saw the chap was upset,
And since I had plenty of Kindness to let,
I comforted the chap,
Even so far as a pat on the lap.
But he had nothing, and lashed out in frustration,
"I go off like a man to the station,
Pay full price, yet you sneak on,
and yet I am treated like the moron?
And what is with that Digimon thing?
come now, quit the acting!
"It's a thing for children, nothing more,
I am tired of it, and what is more,
The thing in your avatar,
I want it burnt to a char,
You say Digimon is better,
Than Pokémon, to the letter,
you say that Digimon can talk,
and since Pokémon cannot they are as emotional as chalk.
"Tell me, does that rat speak?
Does a word ever leak,
from it's pathetic mouth?
I don't think so,
and this I know,
You won't last long here,
as I sit here with a beer,
People hate you, despise you,
So soon, I bid you Adieu,
As you are annoying,
with your Digimon Thing,
You will be banned,
and we shall celebrate like a band!
The demise of the boy,
who still played with his toy.
The one who stepped out of line,
as we all drink wine,
you act uncivilised,
and become despised.
Now grow up already,
You make us all Cranky!"
I stood there, in utter shock,
but gritted my teeth, what a cock!
He dares to say my opinion is wrong?
In such an argument so long,
but poorly though out,
the big lout,
It is time I set things right.
And so, on one day,
I was thinking a way,
When I saw a news, On Master Simmons no less,
And I merely thought, "Oh Yes."
I stepped into the Frey,
Quiet as Day,
and I left a comment, in my usual manner,
but below my usual banter,
there stood the words of "My Rat."
Voicing his opinion, amongst the usual chitchat,
No-one noticed at first,
I was so happy I thought I could burst,
They accepted him,
Much like Invader Zim,
And so I gave in another,
Again, amongst the usual Bicker,
and, in the contrary to what the man had said,
People smiled, and loved "The Rat" Instead.
I was so full of glee,
before I realised, I need a Pee.
Calumon:
That one day,
Where I told you what I say,
Thank you for having me,
It makes me so Happy.
Your so much nicer than other folk,
Loving me when I tell a Joke.
Love You Always,
Calumon, here til the end of days.