The Nuzlocking of Pokemon Red

For those we lost Nuzlocking Pokémon Red This is a poem To memorialize our dead Rainbow A level 4 Metapod Caught with a single pokéball Would grow to become One of the best pokémon of all Rainbow, the Butterfree Evolved before our eyes A valued teammate We could never predict his demise But in a simple trainer battle Tackle was used by a Geodude Rainbow had little HP So we were screwed A level 18 Butterfree Was lost that fateful day “Oh, Lord, what have I done?” Was all his trainer could say Kiedis In a patch of grass A level 16 Mankey we did find Named after the great Kiedis A spot on our team he was assigned Immediately placed in the front position Our hopes were just to high A level 16 Rattata Would force us to bid goodbye Cross He was selling Magikarps This little old man And we knew immediately He’d fit in with our plans Only a level 5 He was a trainee to be sure But we were already imagining Battles he could be used for As a Gyarados, Cross caught us a Snorlax Rosie would be her name But we had no idea She would be his last contribution to our game A level 29 Electrode Dealt a critical hit And as Cross fainted His trainer threw a fit You were so young, Cross Why did it have to be you We could only pray That Rosie would do The Rest And may we never forget The Pokémon we lost fighting MewTwo The ones who gave their lives To bring the best finale to you *For Adam Hepler*