Excerpt from Selangod Times (Poe-try Corner)

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Once upon a midnight dreary
Me did ponder, kinda leery
Whether antique prose, un-cheery,
Replete with outdated gore,
Should ignite a fire burning —
Ogre soul compel to learning
How to read, for which me yearning,
Longing to be something more
Than just brutal, SMASHing whore.
Nope. Rather brutal SMASHing whore
Than be futile crashing bore!
Quoth the Ogre, “Nevermore!”


Heh heh, you guys all been HOSED! Maybe have hideout unfindable by Enlilquisition, but me still got all my cool stuff! Bazinga! —G.


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