I have decided for JoJo that this is the best way to express himself, since he can't smell, speak, or perform any other functions. He will now write poetry and seek to impress the great wordcrafters of the world with his inventive use of traditional methods and his unique verbal artistry. So here goes his first poem, enjoy, oh I think you will.
"Cat's of Snow and Ice"
I cannot smell out of my nose
I just wanted a flower, maybe a rose.
They threw me into war, true hell
Antarctica, a cold and bitter tale
Fear and loathing were a plenty
Homeless arctic cats, at least twenty
Kill them all as surely I must
Knife, not my heart, the first to rust
Bitter now from the snow and ice
The cats here and now, well they are all nice
Never again go back to that place
Without a doubt and without a trace
I'll disappear into the night
Like a dummy, never too bright
Homeless antarctic cats all really hate me
But JoJo has all of you, so much love and glee
Well, I hope you enjoyed JoJo's poetry, we need some sleep. I emplore you, come back tommorow, for our very lives may depend on it. Grab a cup... and DRINK UP!
"Cat's of Snow and Ice"
I cannot smell out of my nose
I just wanted a flower, maybe a rose.
They threw me into war, true hell
Antarctica, a cold and bitter tale
Fear and loathing were a plenty
Homeless arctic cats, at least twenty
Kill them all as surely I must
Knife, not my heart, the first to rust
Bitter now from the snow and ice
The cats here and now, well they are all nice
Never again go back to that place
Without a doubt and without a trace
I'll disappear into the night
Like a dummy, never too bright
Homeless antarctic cats all really hate me
But JoJo has all of you, so much love and glee
Well, I hope you enjoyed JoJo's poetry, we need some sleep. I emplore you, come back tommorow, for our very lives may depend on it. Grab a cup... and DRINK UP!
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