hers a mad lib i did called " a little poem" its hallarious!!
Mattress pads, depressed, whispering on the edges of fear.
Cold pain crying in the hunger of the canyon.
Rivers of unhappy pain, hills of anger arrogance.
I'd hiss with desperation, but I've lost all wit.
Wet, hatred, I yell and kill my arrogance,
But a millennium of fear cherishes all.
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