WN: Hey y'all! I wanted to write this poem about one my Fave pokemon, Houndoom, of how it is judged as a bad pokemon by how it looks. I hope you enjoy!

Houndoom Misjudgment

In the night full of fear,

A misjudged creature races to find meaning.

This pokemon is a dark flame,

Living off the dark.

Cause of its appearance,

It is, how most others call,

Born of pure evil.

Is that its true personality,

Being dark and evil?

No, it's not like that.

The cover might seem to be evil but,

The heart is pure

As all living creatures

Born on this land and sea.

So, the misjudged dark flame,

Still races to find the meaning of life.

As do we, looking for meaning.

When all are looking for the same meaning,

Why should some mistreat others,

Searching for the same meaning.

WN: WOW! That was deep. I am surprised that it was like that. I hoped you like that. Please Review!