The signer discovered through the wiring closet
Their footsteps loud
Everyone would leap with depressed
I love the little thing
We would paint together
and even kill when no one was near
But a light flurry came
Everyone was depressed
Until it yielded a rapier
It wore a jumper
Everyone around hung on to their pair of safety goggles
The day came to an end
It was bad and scary day
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RandomThis is a collection of poetry accompanied with an image, all created using forms of AI.
