I knew it was a bad idea,
But it wasn’t exactly my fault in the first place.
She didn’t let me squirm out of her offer,
All I did was say,
“Care to chat?”
I guess she got carried away.
I knew I should’ve picked number four,
Or at least options one, two, or three.
Anything is better than option five,
I knew it,
Now I curse thee.
I don’t know how she got the idea in her head,
Who has that much money anyway?
Well, I did,
But not for that.
I don’t know anybody who did.
Astrid,
I hate you.
Yes, I really do.
Astrid,
I loathe you,
To a high extreme,
For taking away three thousand bells.
How’d she get the idea in her head?
No one has that much for clothes.
I need to pay off my debt and such,
When I’ll need money, well, who knows.
Astrid,
Return my three thousand bells.
I promise I’ll give you back your paw shirt.
Astrid,
Return my three thousand bells,
And I think my fist would love to meet your face.
Author notes
An Animal Crossing poem, so to speak. One of my neighbors, the kangaroo Astrid, pulled a "I'll-say-five-things-pick-one-or-buy-number-five" game on me, and I ended up buying a paw shirt for about three thousand bells. I still hate Astrid.
Comments
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lol. I KNEW it the moment I read it! I love Animal Crossing! I also don't like Astrid very much at all.lol. cute poem!
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bells? wow that is mean. great funny poem tho! whats animal crossing?
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Oh, that's a funny story and poem, but it's happened to me on Animal Crossing too and I do not like it. But Animal Crossing is still fun.
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