We had to write poems in English today, so everyone wrote about love, their future, or death. So I decided to take it as a joke, and write a poem about Master Chief. Let me know what you think. 
“The Green Armored Man”
Roses are red, violets are blue
Here’s a non-generic poem just for all of you,
The grass is Chief green
The Covenant are pretty mean,
But that just helps this man
Gain a ton more fans,
He’s a man of few words
But has saved multiple worlds,
He’s big and bulky but that’s not his fault
For he was kidnapped as a young adult,
To be more precise he was at the age of six
When a scientist decided he was better than the mix,
He’s destroyed multiple fleets
With almost no sleep
And that’s a pretty amazing feat,
He’s the result of a second attempt
And with that he feels contempt,
He jumps like a bunny
But it’s almost never funny,
He’s fallen from great heights
But he’s never lost a fight,
He was one of many
But now one of few,
This great man’s name is John,
An original Spartan II
Hope you liked it