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Legends Cup-The Opening"Scar if we're late!...."Screamed Ayre"Calm Down"said Scar"CALM DOWN!"Yelled Ayre"Just fly ahead"Said Scar"Ok but you better not be late!"said Ayre as he flew away."ok Agility!"said Scar."Well your not late"said Ayre"Well I know That!"muttered Scar"So how was the parade"said Scar"Ok i guess"said Ayre."First Battle of the first day will be...Ayre the noctowl vs Shadow the Honchcrow!And in battle number two will be Scar the pichu vs Ren the Genger."Gust!"yelled Ayre.Ayre is the winner of the first battle."Thunder spear" said Scar.The second battle goes to Scar."good job'said Ayre"you to"replied Scar"Hey a light"yelle the crowd....
Legends Cup-The BeginningScar the pichu woke up one morning."Good Morning Ayre."Yawned Scar."you sure did sleep"Now hurry and get up!"screamed Ayre.Ayre was a Noctowl with black feathers like Scar's fur.So they made the perfect team."why'said Scar."You forgot about the Legends Cup!"Oh right"said Scar.The Legends Cup is where the best of the best fought each other 2on2.Last year Scar and Ayre won the Team Cup,so they can enter.Then Scar and Ayre rushed out the door.
You're Not A PoetYou’re not a poet because of strung words
Together on row upon row again
Of blank verse or perhaps liberal rhyme.
‘Slam’ all you want, other poets wonder;
Your ignorance of couplets a blunder?
Yes! I speak harshly, but it’s no gross crime,
To point with honesty failed verse of thine.
No real poet discards upper case words;
Lets prose crawl on paper like listless worms.
You seek to free verse of those stern letters,
Sever away bleak capital fetters,
But it doesn’t sing of great speech sublime,
Rather, it sneaks of writing in spare time.
Wait! before you throw me in the icy Rhine;
It’s hard to put verse together in rhyme,
To make our dull words sound great all the time,
Hear them ring out loud, like a clear clock’s chime,
Heralding a poet’s summer prime.
Yet the sacred muses weep at your crime;
Your pentameter mangled thick like slime,
The subject not gilded in raiment fine;
Your bold ink font, crystal waters divine
Tastes bitter to the ton
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