Monday, July 20, 2015

What Happens After Playing a Few Games

Extensible ladders of ghoulish height
Giant claymores of sparrow flight
Gloomy castles of spectacular sight
March on, my friends, to death!

Mystic swamps of pinkish haste
Poppies flourishing in greyish waste
Millions dying for adventurous taste
March on, my friends, to death!

Erudite spawns of magic bloom
Into a spacious, carnivorous room
Along the heroic path to doom
March on, my friends, to death!


God bless,
>P<
Joshua

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