Waters did churn
And bells did roar
The creature Gurn
Was at the door
Alarms were raised
Screams were heard
Fires blazed
vision was blured
The women ran
The men took arms
They had no plan
To defeat his charms
He was cunning
He was fearful
Always running
Never cheerful
He was crazy
He was mad
Hated the lazy
Despised the glad
The gloom of a dark cloud
His only relief
Under an evil shroud
He sulked in his grief
What could cause
Such malicious fire
What could break
All human desire
Though you may not believe it
It is all too true
One little grudge
That made its way through
Joshua's First Claymation
9 years ago
2 comments:
Your poems are funny. What does SotC stand for?
Its an acronym. (That is if an acronym is one of those things where each letter represents a word) It has to do with the present you got for dad.
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