The Dream...Imagine if Mario is in the next Nintendo Smash Brothers video game that would just be amazing
BATFICBATMAN: the fan fautctionCHAPTER 1: BEAGINGINGones upon a day batman was with his parents but one day they fell over onto the ground because they fell overand they never stood up againCHAPTER 2: TROUBELthe next day batman was doing at school crying at himself in a corner thinking about what happened the last night at night and the teacher tolding him to do his classwork but when he tried loads of tears fell from his face onto the paper and smudged up the ink on his paper that was put on there by the sschools printcopier so he asked if he could have another sheet of work because his other one was covered in tears but then he destroyed that one too and the teach just got so angry at him loadsbatman no did not didn't doCHAPER 3: THE CREASIONsuddenly a nuclear bat flew fastish into the room and bit batman in the eyes so hard and the bat poison was in his blood and he started coufing up blood onto his table and coufed up blood onto his frends table too and then he started flalling o
CandidI really must be honest.You fill my heart with life.Which is amazing when before,all I could feel was strife.I really must be truthful.I only want to hold you tight.We can pretend we do not notice,but we both know what is right.I really must be candid.From the moment that we met.I knew I was in love with you,it was a day I won't forget.
Mining- A Minecraft PoemGive me a pickaxe; I’m feeling real brave.I’ll go out today and I'll look for a cave.It could be as simple as a hole in the ground,Doesn’t matter as long as there’s loot to be found.Give me some torches; I’ll need them for light,For deep underground it is dark as night.Fetch me my sword, for monsters abound.Think creepers and spiders and zombies all round.I chance upon iron, an ore of pale brown.There are monsters around me, can’t let my guard down.A zombie approaches, but I stand in good stead.I polish him off with three blows to his head.The cave is a labyrinth of turns and bends.There are long, winding passages and sudden dead ends.But I just keep on walking, because I’ve been toldThat deep in the cave lie redstone and gold.I see a ravine. It’s narrow and tall.Lava and water gush out from its walls.I begin my descent, one step at a time,Because one little slip would be such a crime.Just as I reach the ground from up
ephemeralWhen you leave me for the last and final time,you say you will call soon. We will talk tomorrow,you are sure. We are fundamentally still the same peoplewho could never have imagined a life without the other.When you leave me for the final time,all I do is hug you again, hard,because this is the precise moment I learnthat you cannot wish something intoexistence simply by wanting it enough.You will not call me. I will not visit you.Something between us has changed with the distance,something that refuses to stretch and insteadbreaks across the country leaving grooves in the earth,deep and heartbreakingly, dangerously beautiful.I hug you harder. You hug me back.This is all we have left to give each other.I hope, quietly and to myself, that further ondown the road, you will meet someone to fall in love withand you will wake every morning missingno one but the dog you had when you were seven.And I want you to hold onto that ache because it’s a good oneand because
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