I sent this poem more than a year ago. I would like to send it again for people who have joined recently. I hope they like it. ( English is not my native language by the way )
A plane crashes on a deserted island
At first it is very silent.
Then in the jungle a clinking sound is heard and a roar
Jin catching fish, Locke hunting boar.
Barefoot natives and a kid carriying a toy
Michael keeps asking “have you seen my boy”.
In cavetown Jack punching Sawyer in the face
Their rockgod is Charlie Sodding Pace.
Boone hanging out with the great hunter
Charlie looking for a jar of peanut butter.
Then this Dharma station is found underground
You must enter the code with the beeping sound.
Eathan is among Losties as a spy
Desmond’s turning failsafe makes a purple sky.
Mysteries are growing with every season
Everything on this island happens for a reason.
On the beach people making kitchen for themselves
Live together die alone or everyman for himself.
Locke sitting in Swan watching oriantation tape
There is no outside world, there is no escape.
With fake beard and dirty clothes Tom looks like a bandit
Boone is the sacrifice the island demanded.
From Iraq, England, Korea, Scotland
Well,now they are not actually in Portland.
Henry Gale playing with them by teling lie
They have three choices: run, hide or die.
In the Dharma van Ben killing his dad
Hurey is cursed, everything happens to him is bad.
Sun speaks English, keeps it secret from Jin
Hurley steps on a freakin sea urchin.
Lovers, fathers, sisters, brothers
Face the punishment for what they did to others.
We coming to the end in Lostpedia which is a polite host
See you in another life, goodbye LOST !!!