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*
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