Hi, Cassie. Dis for you since I wrote on your insert my next poem would be for you?

There was once a boy who said he could turn into a robot,
he ran and breathed like he was a machine that tick-tocked.
In a game of tag his friend told him to turn into robot mode,
and oh, oh, oh, he did just so.

So far he ran and ran his whole life long,
not even noticing how he was getting so strong.

He always had an angry madness about him,
it surrounded him and his patience did show to be quite thin.
Everything for him was getting thinner and thinner,
no matter what he thought he began to simmer.

The next phase of his life cannot be explained,
for it only lies on wisdom’s plane.

He faced a trouble with companions like those in Final Fantasy,
and came out ninety nine levels stronger, which is easy to see.
The secret is kept in a potion’s recipe,
which only somewhat exists and is his only remedy.

He doesn’t really keep things secret, though.
He’s just another person and things are only as he knows it so.

Anyways, after he left wisdom’s plane,
he showed the world how much he gained.
He jumped six feet two,
and lived two summers through.

In summer he fell in love and realized how much he loved women.
Infatuation is just another arbitrary description.

Accuracy like infatuation doesn’t matter in life if it’s not blatantly obvious.
He lives today and he really is just quite as originally oblivious.