Invader Zia
It was many years ago, on Planet Devastis. Why was I there, you might ask; I was ready. Ready for my evaluation, that is. I had trained for years in the academy, enduring many struggles along the way. This was my chance to become...and Invader.
Let me introduce myself; my name is Zia. I was a devoted, proud, competent, judge-mental Irken. I loved my species and all we had done. We had conquered so many, enslaved and murdered. I was loyal to my Tallest, the Control Brains, and I respected anyone taller than I was. I saw no wrong with our empire. Little did I know, my view would soon change.
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I know this one is a short, but the other's I will try to make a bit longer.
In order from left to right: Sun, Zoë, Zia, Bek, Kim, Tay, Tin
zim heads over 2 invader fang's base and he told invader fang that he needs 2 invade earth so fand told zim yes i will invader earth and so they did but dib keeps on desturbing them and so zim and fang called the martians and the other irkens over and the whole fleet conquered earth til one day zim saw dib capturing the tallest they where saying help we have been captured by an earth specimen named dib and so zim and fang teamed up with invader bracy invader tootoo and invader swellow and they all rescue them from dib invader carrot and invader wong and invader kelly and invader ashpod joined in and they all save the almighty tallest and went back 2 girsmurf22 and titanicdragon and pastachick they also was happy 2 c invader zim return and we all had a party on zim's victory of conquering earth and so the legends continues in or on planet irk and they have a celebration on it and the tallest premoted them all 2 almighty tallest also
I love the humble silence of this street,
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, by looking at the leaves
whether Fall or Winter have settled their realm.
I love the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming music of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
embellished with quiet trees,
where no soul has ever gone by,
except that of the wind...
Clouds pause to look at the street
with their heavenly eyes,
and they can tell, by looking at the leaves
whether Fall or Winter have settled their realm.
I love the humble silence of this street
embellished with quiet trees
along which I walked on so many Sundays
with my small grove of rememberences...
When I die, my friend, the best of me
will survive in this street:
the concealed rose of my regrets
and the roaming music of my dreams...
*NOTE: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE, THIS POEM BELONGS TO: Francisco Lopez Merino*
