Come on all of you, but don't cuss!
I dipped $100 on plat
But got ksed on glat
now my face is flat
I did a facepalm
Into the trees of Hawaiis palms
It was heard
But now I can eat a cheese curd
It's kind of like a turd
Can you accept the defect
That has plagued ch?
There is a plague.
It is a disease.
I cannot go at ease
As I please
Thinking that somewhere, weeks into glat,
I can level up.
One more for my visit with necro,
Me and my friend Pedro
Are the only members in sewers
So let's attack before they go boo hoo booers
Who is that?
Is it a train?
Is it a guy that's fat?
Btw that guy is plain.
Is that avalon?
Is that my brother?
Is that my sister?
Is dat my mudder?
Is that my dad,
Is that a new fad?
Yes, it's daddy-o-bro
He is one of the crows
We cannot be stopped
We are the future
U cannot go against this rap
You can't help but sing-along
It's been a long ride
But now, this poem,
Like my ch account,
Is just rubble.
I feel pride,
But now I feel guilt
As the game I have once foreseen
Has seen the eye of the keen
How do I run?
How do I hide?
I won't, I will fight.
thinking of writing stories and poems from now on to lighten up the moods around here
