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This is going to be a WIP poem, that invovles whoever posts. Ill start by posting something, then someone will add to the poem. It will keep going until there a ending. (Please be serious, try to ryhme, and keep the story poetic)
From the bellows, rising shallowly the beastly monstrous thing from the deep...... (the ... means the setence hasn't ended, so you may continue it or end it, or whatever you wish)
gathering light in the gathering gloom...
attacking, leeching, following doom...
(yeah! mysterious)
sitting in the corner of the mysterious dark room.
Why is this beast following me, scheming, looking for me?
Toss the die, by chance I'll get free.
Luck's against me, I'll have to flee :happy:
flee from this beast of misery.
froflrl does the rhyme scheme never stop? XD
Sliding down spiral stairs on checkered chairs.
Radical radiation red paint blotter snake. green tape at the fairs.
