I was asked to make a poem about wushu. So here it comes:


We launch into the air,
We welcome you to our lair,
We ask you to not dare,
To say we are unfair.
You ask if you can stay,
We wont care either way,
Its how we spend the day,
To keep our thoughts at bay.
We spin at our great speeds,
We satisfy our needs,
And now its us who feeds,
Our hungering soul of greed.
We fight until the end,
Your honor you must defend,
Our goal to always mend,
Our atleast we will pretend.
We are the strong we are the wise,
We bring our foes to their demise,
We will never be civilize,
We ask the best to rise.
We are wushu.

can i just point out how incredibly weird it is to make a poem about a toribash mod...

would be an alright poem if it was about something normal, like nature or girls

Requested. And Im cool with it. You make poems about things you express passion about. Thats TB for me.