Sure, some poems are bad.
But for poems like those, you should be glad.
You can now bitch, moan and complain.
Until you drive people with half a mind, generally insane.


I want you to stop, so, I say to myself:
I gotta have faith
I gotta have faitha faitha, I got ta have faith...


Sometimes, I think you are like a shadowsnake classed emotional vampire:
Oceania is a vampire...
Send to drive you insaaaaane...
Secret annoyer...
Shadowsnakes don't have an ability using flaaaame...


Now that I have fully exposed myself as a horrible poet, I leave you,
Oceania, with one message:

You want people to shut the hell up...
Well...
IT DOESN'T MATTA!

-Akaii

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Lanosian, in the year 74 MA.