I'm not a poet, and boy do I know it!
But, I am St. Fang of Boredom, and I must live up to the 'boredom' part of my name, which is not hard to do in Spanish class.
Let me explain.....
FLASHBACK
Ms. Spanish Teacher: -insert random spanish babbling here-
Me: So. Damn. Boring.....
Fang: You could be taking notes.
Me: Oh, that's exciting. Hey, what're you doing here, anyway.
Fang: Shhh....I'm a ninja.
Me: Ok.......Oh! I've got an idea!
Fang: Taking notes?
Me: No, silly! I could write random poetry!
Fang: God, save us all....
Me: So, I'm no poet, but I'm bored! Plus, the teacher will never notice this little notebook under my desk....
Fang: Just like she won't notice that girl's cell phone under her desk?
Me: Exactly. Oooo...inspiration!
I have issues
Fang has wings
That girl'll be in trouble
If her cell phone rings!
Fang: Robert Frost you are not.
Me: Yoda, you are.
Fang: Ummm...no.
Me: No, you're my Fang!
F- Flying black Wings
A- Awesomeness
N- Nick
G- God damn is he sexy!!
Fang: Ok........
Me: Oh, here's a poem describing how we first met...
Once upon a time a Saint
Was so bored she thought she might faint
So off she ran into the night with a bang
To go and kidnap poor little Fang!
Fang: -muchos sarcasm- Inspiring.....
Me: I think so.
Fang's got a gun
Eraser's on the run.....
Fang: Let me guess, that's all of the song that you know.
Me: Well, yeah, kinda....
My spanish teacher is most annoying
She makes this class very boring
Fang: Do 'annoying' and 'boring' really rhyme?
Me: I'll figure that out some other time....
Fang: Oh, that was creative...
Me: I'll show you creative....
Fang and Iggy sittin' in a tree
Iggy's got a secret Fang won't believe
First comes child support Fang won't pay
Now Justin's gonna get adopted someday!
Fang: Not Justin again....
Me: Oh, yes, Justin....
Roses are red
Fang's turning blue
Iggy's complaining
'cause the child support's due!
Fang: I am not turning blue.
Me: Well, it rhymed....
Fang is sexy
Fang is pretty
God these poems
Are pretty shitty
Fang: You can say that again.
Me: -smacks- Shut up!
Ms. Spanish Teacher: ¿Què?
Me: Nada....
Fang: How about you try actually doing some spanish?
Me: O-tay! ¿Me permite meter un mono en tú pantalones?
Fang: ¡No! ¡No monos en mi pantalones!
Me: ¿Por que?
Fang: ¡Los monos morden!
Me: -evil grin- I didn't know you spoke spanish!
Fang: I have many hidden talents.....
Me: Ok.....
Fang: Maybe you should try getting back to writing fanfiction.....
Me: Yay! Rhyming fanfiction!
Fang: That's not what I meant......
Me: Let me find some words....
Fang, Mang, Tang, Sang, Bang, Gang, Hang, Pang, Rang.
All the fangirls wanted Fang involved in some Mang, so they made him drink Tang, and everyone Sang, and he ran off with a Bang, to go join a Gang, but the Erasers found him and sentenced him to Hang, but Lissa saved him, which gave Max a Pang of jealousy, so she beat her on the head 'till her ears Rang.
The End
Fang: That made no sense!
Me: Of course it did! It, well......ok, it makes no sense.
Hey, look! I've found some hidden meanings!
Fang: Hidden meanings of what?
Me: Look...
F- Fang
A- Attacks
X- Xylephones
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M- Max
A- And
N- Nick
G- Getting it on
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F- Fang and
I- Iggy
G- Getting
G- Goofy
Y- Yeah, right.
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F- Fang
U- Under
D- Dangerously
G- Great
E- Excitebility
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T- Totally
A- Awesome
K- Kicking
I- Iggy and
L- Laughing
A- Aloud
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M- Most
A- Atrocious and
R- Really
I- Icky
Fang: I think you need mental evaluation...
Me: I'm in Honors Psychology!
Fang: And it's doing soooo much good....
Me: Fang....
Fang: What?
Me: Guess what?
Fang: -sigh- What?
Fang and Saint makes Faint! or Sang!
Nudge and Justin makes Nustin! or Judge!
Fang: Another inspiring discovery....
-bell rings-
Me: Holy Crap! To Psychology!
Fang: Let's try paying attention in this next class, ok?
Me: OMC! My bestest friend is in that class! Squee!
Fang: Great......
END FLASHBACK
I'd love to say that that didn't really happen, but, yeah, it did. It's all written in my notebook....
So I can blame Fang for my bad Spanish grade!
Fang: How the heck is it my fault??
Me: It just is!
Anyway, since I had this all written down, I decided to let all you wonderful people see it, too. Why? Well, I have nothing better to do....
Fang: And you feel this strong need to show everyone how bad your poetry is.
Me: Well, yeah, but oh well. And yes, people, I know how bad it all is, you don't need to tell me, really.
Fang: I'm hungry.
Me: Me too. Let's make sandwiches!
Fang: First thing you've said all day that I agree with....