Here's another one from me is not a great illustration of the Pokemon, namely those that fell into the trap of my creative dark energy. This time it was Pichu. He is like a pikachu only 2 times smaller, small as a calf. Here I pictured it as a toothache, a small gluttonous devil, small and with wings. And after I "lighted" it in social networks, one woman was inspired by it, and wrote this poem:

What a cheery pokemon ...

What a cheerful pokemon

I'm smiling from the picture!

Today he says to me:

It's time to clear the spiders

In all corners of the dwelling,

Where I live today.

Where is the elephant drowsing under the couch,

And on the wallpaper a long sleep

Hanging shaky shadow.

Where is the cupboard stuffed with laziness.

Where in the movie TV,

There is a hundred years already it

With a well-known plot.

Doubts skeleton

On the stool at the table.

We are conducting a dispute with a skeleton,

He saws sawdust in this case.

Unshaven cactus on the window

About something everything is going through ...

But it became suddenly clear to me:

Here the pokemon is not enough!

So that this little world

Take like a dried flower,

And put in one of the books,

And lose it for a moment,

To unlearn forever

Such a bore to be! Oh yeah!!!

The process of drawing.

ready drawing in my hands