———————————The Moschops Poem———————————

I have one with upgraded speed

I wonder if it will wheeze

It it likes berries or not

I will feed it out of a trough

Full of fat and flesh

These guys may not seem the best

But with upgraded speed

It will run away as pleased

It will munch on a seed

And cry as it has been seen

It will runaway to the Swamp

And will die there in just one thwomp

And if it escapes

It will sleep late

One the earliest afternoon

It ate tintoberry soup

And came unto me and said

“Take me home instead!

And I said unto thee:

“Yea shall die into thy withering weeds”

A poem; by Steel Cookie 123 👆 For more

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