Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
Ah yes, the latest crave has come,
Hear the children squeal out in fun.
"Gotta catch 'em all," they loudly shout,
As their parents dig the money out.
Their eyes dance with hopeful glee,
As their parents pay the "Kids Meal" fee.
They dump the food and rip into
The packaging in search of Pikachu.
They wail with ever ascending cries,
When they don't get with their fries,
A Charizard or a Blastois,
Just like they saw with the previous boy.
Oh Tuesdays, I greet you with great lament,
When I think of all the money spent,
On food that is quickly forgotten,
By greedy children who are spoiled rotten.
Pokemon, you'll get your due,
When parents arise and come for you.
You've driven each of us insane,
"Gotta crush 'em all" will be our refrain.