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Hi Anime Vice! It's Friday! Since this week's blog segment got changed up I thought I would provide you with a different blog supplement to end the week on hopefully a high note. I have 3 poems to show you that I wrote as part of a school assignment. I thought long and hard about how to word these and didn't do too bad on the grade. Enjoy!

Note: For the 'The Power of Geass (Geis)' and 'Harem Boy' poems the first one is the original and the second is a revised version (the ' Desu Nōto' poem is the revised version). The poem style, in order, is pantoum, smaller than a breadbox, and persona.

The Power of Geass

Take this contract, and

Behold it in your eye.

The power of the Kings

Given by evil Witch

Behold it in your eye.

This taboo of Irish lore,

Given by evil Witch

Uphold the contract.

This taboo of Irish lore,

Granting deepest desire

Uphold the contract.

Create the world anew.

Granting deepest desire

The power of the Kings

Create the world anew

Take this contract, and

Make it your Curse

Behold it in your eye.

There is a Wish to fulfill

Given by evil Witch

This taboo of Irish lore,

Paving rivers of blood

Uphold the contract.

The King falls

The King dies before his Pawns.

Paving rivers of blood

Just another conspiracy

Create the world anew 

The Power of Geis

Take this contract, and

Take it to your grave.

Given by evil Witch

This taboo of Irish lore

Take it to your grave.

As punishment of death,

This taboo of Irish lore

Uphold the contract.

As punishment of death,

Beware the curse of overlapping

Uphold the contract.

And avoid Macbeth’s fate

Beware the curse of overlapping

Take this contract, and

And avoid Macbeth’s fate

A loophole can also spell demise.

Hero’s fate tied,

This taboo of Irish lore

A type of Achilles’ heel.

Uphold the contract.

This taboo of Irish lore,

Beware the curse of overlapping

Uphold the contract.

Even if one opposes the other

Beware the curse of overlapping

Take this contract, and

Even if one opposes the other

A loophole can also spell demise. 

Desu Nōto

The power of Death; of judge, jury, and executioner.

This Note, property of shinigami

Tattered and crisp, the pages fill with names.

Bring Death, for this Note makes it art

Suicide, heart attack, hit by car, or burned

Method of Death chosen by the bearer of a black notebook.

There is no escape, just as mice in a cage or the Holocaust.

Be a person good or evil it matters not

The Desu Nōto accepts lead, dye, or even blood

As long as the rules are abided by.

Nuclear bombs cannot touch this Note’s power; portable and without side effect

With the power of a Death God, one can be worshiped as a God.

Take name and face in hand

As 40 seconds passes to reveal fruition

Beware human as Death’s true owner watches over you.

The perfect crime it can create

Bending to anyone’s hate-filled whim

But 6 can be used at a time in this world

And the Note can be relinquished back

Like a used car, but with a less satisfying ending

Shinigami cometh shinigami go-ugly and bored

Who will hold this power next?

While it can be destroyed there is always another

With the same capabilities as the last

Black and full of empty pages

If the user of this Note is “caught”

Unto Shinigami’s personal Desu Nōto name shall go

And all will fade to Mu. 

Harem Boy

Daisuki! Is all I want to hear

My dream girl in front of me,

Stuttering idiotically only to ask for her pen

Lost in those stargazer eyes

Why is it like this?

I cannot have the girl I like

Though like a ladies’ man

I’m surrounded by beauties

Buxom, brainy, quirky

Funny, misunderstood girls.

And me, the average everyday normal guy

Dragged into the hall by jealousy

To, be pounded by every man-hating tsundere

Panties and breasts morning and night

I need an IV for blood loss

For I do not feel the girls’ love

But more, an ache, in my heart

One is all the love I, can take

The rest begone to friend zone.

I want my harem to end

Aishite iru!

What a nightmare that was.. 

Harem Boy

No one knows what it’s like to be me

Surrounded by buxom girls everyday

But I’ve only eyes for one

Still, I don’t think she even knows my name.

Why is it like this?

As I’m about talk to her

I’m hauled away as if on cue,

To be pounded by every man-hating tsundere

Despite their incessant interruptions,

Those beautiful, brainy, quirky, funny, misunderstood girls

Dressed in short uniform skirts

Have a special place in my heart

And me in their bosoms.

I wake to breasts in the morning,

Sleep comes at night to the sight of panties

I do not love the ladies in my harem

Blinded, I am, by my unreciprocated and untold love

For fear of more blood loss

A decision must be made.

I want my harem to end

…Or do I? 

-Will McQuigg (sotyfan16) is your everyday anime/manga enthusiast. You can also find him on Twitter (bildo_88).

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