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
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top