Disclaimer: Do you really think that I would own DBZ? Are you that stupid?
Since there aren’t many fanfics about the wonderful and the most misunderstood character, Guru, I thought that I would write a poem just for him. This poem will glorify him in every way possible; the way that it should be. I will be using rhyme and every line will only be seven syllables long.
The World’s Only Guru Poem
There
once was a fat old man
Didn’t have a single fan
He
would so sit on his ass
While
he did pass that gas
Didn’t
have to go at all
His
chair was his private stall
Namekians
far and near
Came
whenever they had fear
He
would look down on them and
Dismiss
their silly demand
“Frieza
is here!” they exclaimed
A
feat not easily tamed
“Live
about your normal lives”
Behind
his teeth, said these lies
“Everything
will be fine
And
we will have enough time”
Sure
he was right, they did go
Ignorant,
they didn’t know
Frieza
came and killed them all
Guru
sat and scratched his ball
When
Frieza confronted him
Namek’s
future did grow dim
Old
and fat he was sitting
He
couldn’t do anything
Luckily
foreign friends came
Looking
for the balls of fame
Frieza
was said to be tough
But
really were they that buff?
A
Super Saiyan maybe?
A
someone pure and carefree
And
Son Gokuu was his name
Person
without any shame
Defeated
Frieza he did
Saved
the people Frieza rid
Guru
did nothing, oh my
All
he did was sit and die
Wow this got a lot more into depth than I was intending to for. My Dell has been acting very stupid though the whole time I was trying to write this; it kept freezing and crashing. So tell me what you think and review!
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