Rattata
Rattata, you o so worrisome beast
You scurry around the world, looking for a feast
The populous, hate and scourn you
They look at you a freak
But not every trainer looks down on you the least
A young child, perhaps your savior
Whom likes to wear his shorts
A weird one he is
I think on his head he fell
But nevertheless his kindess outshines the world so dim
His passion for you is tremendous, even though the outlook is grim
He will never let you totter, look down, or even swell
His sits upon the rooftops, from the top of his lungs he yells
"Rattata, the top percentage, you can not understand
Rattata, the top percentage, you other trainers truly smell"
Everytime i think of Rattata i think of Youngster Joey, and i think of his passion for ahorts and rattata and atuff. This poem is basically a giant meme lmao. I wish i made the flow better, but oh well, i may make a Poem thread and do an updated version, later lul
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