Tabion complains:
"The Chipmunks stole my song!
Them and their high-voices,
Now it sounds so wrong!
So, they've gone and done it again,
They do it every time,
The chipmunks get on my nerves,
They steal every rhyme!
If they do it once more,
I swear, I'll draw my blade,
So Chipmunks, beware,
And, Oh, be very afraid."
Tabion, stop yelling,
Stealing songs is what they do,
It's their job and they get paid,
To sing annoyingly for you.
I prefer the old ones,
Like all the nintey's shows,
But now they are more modern,
And that, everybody knows.
Tabion then looks at me:
"Well sure, some are okay.
Like 'How to save a life',
And some more I'd like to play."
Tabion, make up your mind,
Because you're started to confuse,
Everyone around you,
But thank you for the Muse!
Author notes
This is just a random poem that I created when Tabion started complaining.
