Again
Hello Mr. Blank piece of paper. We meet again. While I find that my powers of poetry are trapped within a multiple personality that can only emerge during time of great flourishing personal drama you stand and mock what a helpless creature I am. Fool! For this is the time when all super heroes may look battered and beaten, but when I look up into the sky with large chibi eyes and address that invisible miserable reason why I am trying to conqure you I will somehow access that alternate persona and kick the living daylights out of you!
Ow... paper cut...
Ow... paper cut...