Ninja Poem

Tim challenged me to write a 20 line poem about the awesomeness of ninjas for my punishment. I don't like writing poetry, so this really is a punishment. On the up side, I think this is of sufficient length and difficulty to count as my writing for the day. Here goes:

Ninja, ninja, of the night,
Black and sleek, a frightening sight,

The moon shines off your silver blade,
The sharpest sword t'was ever made,

An arrow hurtles through the dark,
A ninja never misses his mark,

There will be no sound in the hush,
All his enemies he will crush,

A moving shadow need never hide,
Simply wait and patiently bide,

Boredom is his only fear,
No other danger can get near,

His task complete, he needs not rest,
His heart beats swiftly in his breast,

Then he hears the faintest hiss,
Something he could almost miss,

The only thing that could defeat,
This ninja of the high elite,

The second ninja's hair flies free,
He sees he's fallen to a she.