April fools and Easter shenanigans

Worship

Over the bridge, past the tower, into the library they go,

A book sits in a corner with words wiser than time,

Scripted and constructed to induce mellow,

Written in sunnier clime,

May we forever remember the teachings of Ninja and his legacy.

Tommy hadn't taken Ninja's passing well. He was constantly reciting the book and wandering to the grave they had made hastily shortly after his death. So he made the poem to hopefully free himself of whatever confines he held himself in. 

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Poetry? I can't write it but oh well XD