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| − | Someone sent you an e-poem! | + | '''Someone sent you an e-poem!''' |
| − | Of all the things about which you're sad, | + | Of all the things about which you're sad,<br> |
| + | Killing me: you wish you had.<br> | ||
| + | I sit here next to ultimate power,<br> | ||
| + | While you sit in the dark and glower.<br> | ||
| − | + | You duty dictates you must protect,<br> | |
| + | Your safest sanctum with mutated insect.<br> | ||
| + | Your pet will die, you will agree,<br> | ||
| + | When its end you do not forsee.<br> | ||
| − | I | + | My legacy you have secured,<br> |
| + | Your failure complete; yet I am bored.<br> | ||
| + | I challenge you; come after me,<br> | ||
| + | Else your life dissolve, you'll see.<br> | ||
| − | + | To you dreams I shall consume,<br> | |
| + | To your assets; a monsoon.<br> | ||
| + | Its time to act, to be in fear,<br> | ||
| + | For I can see your house from here.<br> | ||
| − | + | '''Made at www.e-poems.com by FriskyWhiskers1974''' | |
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| − | Made at www.e-poems.com by FriskyWhiskers1974 | ||
Revision as of 20:14, 2 June 2013
Someone sent you an e-poem!
Of all the things about which you're sad,
Killing me: you wish you had.
I sit here next to ultimate power,
While you sit in the dark and glower.
You duty dictates you must protect,
Your safest sanctum with mutated insect.
Your pet will die, you will agree,
When its end you do not forsee.
My legacy you have secured,
Your failure complete; yet I am bored.
I challenge you; come after me,
Else your life dissolve, you'll see.
To you dreams I shall consume,
To your assets; a monsoon.
Its time to act, to be in fear,
For I can see your house from here.
Made at www.e-poems.com by FriskyWhiskers1974