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You were kidnapped and taken away
I was in total dismay
I followed them to find you
They didn't notice me go through
As I found their hideout,
I prepared to go all out
But when I entered, Oh-no...
Karate, Kung-fu, and my own Taikwondo
All of them were deadly martial artists
I didn't care! This was a crisis.
I was beaten up, taken down, and injured badly
Then, I saw you crying, I went crazy!
I went through my ultimate tantrum!
I knew then I would beat them!
Kicks, strikes, this is my "Aido*"!
I finished them off with a 20-hit combo
I untied you, with blood on my sleeves
Then, I coughed blood, and fell asleep
I woke up in a hospital bed, with you by my side
I smiled and said, "What a ride!"
*: Aido is a combination word that I made up of the Japanese word "Ai" (love), and "do" (the way of). So, Aido is "The Way of Love"
- by SodaPop Gen |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/13/2008 |
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- Title: Love is a Martial Art
- Artist: SodaPop Gen
- Description: a poem i made during class when we were watching rush hour 2, so i was thinking about my someone and kung-fu at the same time. It's pretty amateur but I never know... someone might like it...
- Date: 09/13/2008
- Tags: love martial arts artist kungfu
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Comments (2 Comments)
- crumcrum - 11/08/2009
- yo dats my home boy!
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- Nippo Corleone - 09/13/2008
- dude thats nice! all about martial arts! biggrin
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