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Integrity presents
an ANSI by Nitnatsnoc
meep!
nit
Oh jeez it hurts!
Integrity
Thehunthad progressedand the chase was great fare
in pursuit of the monster to marshes: its lair.
We split all asunder insearch of the beast
forthe one who could find it would warrant a feast.
My hounds drew me north but I saw in the reeds
The behemoths foul spoor and I reined in my steed.
Progressing on foot, all alone without hounds
I crept through the rushes with nary a sound.
With my blade twixt my teeth I discovered its trail
I knew I was close my complexion was pale
My breathing was haggard, my body was tense
But I knew I was right when I saw its great rents
In the trees and the stones where its claws had been raked
My knife seemed so small had I made a mistake?
But - oho! - there it was! The cacophonous noise
that had made our best knights lose their pride and their poise!
I approachd the cave this was all far too simple!
I stepped on the ground never noticed a dimple
In its sandy surface my hesitant footfall
would trigger engulfing, removing me withal.
The monster was safe for the hunter so smart
had just made a misstep as his ground fell apart.
So soon was I gone, neath the silt and the crud
A small soggy patch of some pitiful mud.
Poem written
by Cthulu of Mistigris
Mistigris 0
Mud. ansi by Nitnatsnoc
op: Blenderheadunion of Integrity
803345-6148 poem by Cthulu
of Mistigris
an ANSI by Nitnatsnoc
meep!
nit
Oh jeez it hurts!
Integrity
Thehunthad progressedand the chase was great fare
in pursuit of the monster to marshes: its lair.
We split all asunder insearch of the beast
forthe one who could find it would warrant a feast.
My hounds drew me north but I saw in the reeds
The behemoths foul spoor and I reined in my steed.
Progressing on foot, all alone without hounds
I crept through the rushes with nary a sound.
With my blade twixt my teeth I discovered its trail
I knew I was close my complexion was pale
My breathing was haggard, my body was tense
But I knew I was right when I saw its great rents
In the trees and the stones where its claws had been raked
My knife seemed so small had I made a mistake?
But - oho! - there it was! The cacophonous noise
that had made our best knights lose their pride and their poise!
I approachd the cave this was all far too simple!
I stepped on the ground never noticed a dimple
In its sandy surface my hesitant footfall
would trigger engulfing, removing me withal.
The monster was safe for the hunter so smart
had just made a misstep as his ground fell apart.
So soon was I gone, neath the silt and the crud
A small soggy patch of some pitiful mud.
Poem written
by Cthulu of Mistigris
Mistigris 0
Mud. ansi by Nitnatsnoc
op: Blenderheadunion of Integrity
803345-6148 poem by Cthulu
of Mistigris
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