A Pocky and a Pockette
are as different as can be
He has two horns,
she has three.
He's got all the spiky whiskers
She's got no clawed paws
His teeth cut just like fiskars
He rumbles raspy "raws"
The Pockette wears a lockette
of mushy sentimental things
and sometimes in the shadows
she opens up an sings
(The Pocky runs for cover
from the horror that it brings.)
A Pocky's prized possesion
is his powerful Pocky Power
He's got a small obsession
with fire, food, (and flowers).
A Pocky and a Pockette are as different as can be
but Pocky loves his Pockette
just as She loves He.
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