Thread: THE WORD GAME
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some old memories
of wounded heels
and scary thougths
wrapped around the
ringfinger since it
wasn't currently displaying
the original from
his first marriage
20 years ago
plus or minus
a few tears
because of the
six toed singer
at the podium
His voice was
strong and mellow
as he shouted
'On your mark,'
But instead of
go..he stopped...
and there was
a golden shoe
laying in the
middle of the
road to the
castle inhabited by
horrid creatures called
Ungoliants, for they
have hideous coloured
eyes, legs, and
feet, which smelled
like new roses
crushed beneath the
hooves of horses
but even if
all the poop hehehe
killed them first
they planned on
bringing it back
before the sunrise
if they didnt
become stone or
even scared of
the light coming
, actually being Olog-hai
all were suntanned
to a crispy
charcoal colored crust
which flaked off
whenever touching it
