Thomas said oh shit
And 10 seconds later
He got hit.
His head was sliced of clean
His body was far away
His soul was darkened
And his spirit was crushed.
Then suddenly he thought
I dont wanna drop
Down the endless pit
Of darkness and pain
With my buddy Mit. (Mit got killed cuz Thomas ate him)
So he flew back up
And wacked his killer in the head
So hard the man
Saw stars and a bed
The murdered was dead
It was time that he paid
Thomas took his body
And ate it with Kool-Aid.
For centuries after
He worked on his poem
While snaking on children
He took from their home.
He thought back to the man
That had tried to put an end
To his wonderful life
And estinguish the light.
So he decided
To make him a poem
A poem that showed 'em.
So he sat down and wrote:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And so are you.
But the roses are wilting,
The violets are dead
The sugar bowl's empty
And so is your head.
Lol half of this poem doesn't rhyme but oh well I did my best XD
