003. Use your powers for good.

[rudolphofvamps]

A. Action; Mr Pratt's Poetry Class.

[Spike is dressed like you know, English professors from the 50s: sweater vest included. You might notice his bleach blonde hair though, and the chipping black nail polish that perhaps indicates it's not his clothing of choice.]Yeah, so, you lot. I'm Spike and if you have a question - ask it, I guess. None of

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[notalwystrthful]

[ The poem gives Diana a little chuckle with her shaking her head a bit. ]

Will we be covering Allen Ginsberg's works?

[rudolphofvamps]

Sure, Bit. Why not?

[notalwystrthful]

Very well.

May I ask who your favorite poets are, Mr. Spike?

[rudolphofvamps]

Got a lot of favorites, really. But back in it I wasn't half bad myself.

[notalwystrthful]

What sort of poems have you written, then?

[rudolphofvamps]

None I could read in class. Have you ever written a bit of rhyme and meter, luv?

[notalwystrthful]

Then, perhaps I can see them when we have our breaks? [ She pauses and nods in response to his question. ]

Not as much as I used to, certainly, but I have. It was to help flourish my creativity.

[rudolphofvamps]

We'll see. [aka you'll laugh at me :C]

I'd like to see it sometime, if you'd oblige me.

[notalwystrthful]

[ o rly now ]

I could. Do you want me to work on one right now?

[rudolphofvamps]

Sure thing. Let's call it extra credit.

[notalwystrthful]

All right.

[ She takes out a sheet of paper and a pen and begins to write down her poem. ]