I think this is the correct place to put this.. If not sorry!

Here is my first poem:

A fourteen year old boy wakes up
Only to find a fluffy white bed of snow
So he got some hot cocoa in a cup
Sat down and to cool his cocoa down he had to blow

He logged in to his favorite game
Only to find his handsome snowflake clothes
Lindier was his name
Right then he was amazed and froze

He would go around on his Rainbow Nimbus
Playing his music and talking to his friend
He would go around minding his own business
He hoped it would never ever end

Maybe he would do do a dungeon
Or maybe he would upgrade his music skills
None the less he would use his bludgeon
For all of his kills

In the end he decided to help save the goddess
The snowy fields of Sidhe Sneachta were no match for him
For he was not the one who was modest
He was the best of the best nothing could make him grim

Second one~

The snow fields of Sidhe Sneachta was a place to stay
A boy knew it was the best place for fun
It’s where he would go out to play
He would never be done

Sidhe Sneachta was a very fun winter place full of tranquility
He could play on his mandolin without anyone over playing him
His Mandolin happened to to be a little weak because of its durability
At least it didn't play sad tunes that were grim

He could relax and listen to the coyotes howl
He could even go hang out with the snowmen army
As for warmth he had a fleece cowl
The cowl was actually pretty barmey

If he got too cold he would make a campfire using the wood in the fields
With the campfire he could camp out and rest in his favorite spot
The warmth the fire could yield
Could be very scorching hot

When the sun would set
He would go back home
But he would come back, he would bet
He wished he could stay a little bit longer roam