Once was a young lad and listening to Turtle Power,
These days - most popular music leaves me sour.
Rhymes were so tight and voices filled with might.
Most misguided and under the influence of drugs,
Shredder owns all of New York's thugs.
Way, way before The Last Ronin,
Four mutant brothers watching the pizza spin.
Rat master wanting the kata moves much faster.
Training teenagers against villains and various dangers.
Orange, purple, blue and red masks,
Completing multiple crime fighting tasks.
Bō staff, nunchucks, twin sai and katanas,
Ninjas not flinching, better mind your manners.
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: June 12th, 2024 01:32
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Comments2
Erm, only turtles I know are the ones in the sea! lol.
Oh dear.
For out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaketh.
Amen.
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