THE MISHA (POETRY)

THE MISHA

THE MISHA HAS COME FOR US ALL,
AND THIS WORLD WILL SURELY FALL

THE MISHA RAINS FROM THE SKY,
YET THIS WORLD WILL NEVER BE DRY

MISHA MADE THE DEVIL START PRAYING,
AND THE ANGELS WERE SHRIEKING,
AS THE MISHA WAS DANCING

THERE WAS NO ESCAPE,
LIKE A MISHAFUL GRAPE

THE MISHASAURUS WILL COME,
MAKING US FALL ON OUR BUM

THE MISHAPOCALYPSE IS HERE,
AND THERE IS NO ESCAPE

Flee stage Mishaluci
*breaks a plate while it rains Misha's*

Hugs and knives,
- Mishaluci

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