This is a poem I wrote, it was pretty much whimsical. I wrote it for english class, but it turned out looking pretty good, so I decided to put it up.
Vipers and Demons and Pears, oh my!
Addled they are not
Abstruse are the vipers
brackish and guileless is their venomChauvinism had the demons for hell
deluged it will never beErsatz were the pears
fables of them there are naughtGlib are the actions of vipers
haggle and quibble loudly over prey, they willIconoclasts, the demons consider themselves
jaundiced they are of conformistsLackadaisical stood the pears
manna they were, standing alone in a macrocosmNomenclature singing of vipers is foreign
perceptive are their emotionsQuixotic were the quips of the demons
raconteurs they wereSancrosanct and sinuous sat the pears
tortous was the pedestal in which they satUnobtainable was a kiss from a viper
veritable love is found at their heartsWanton tricks were played by demons
yen they did for mischief
Zenith of the zenith is where they all stood