The downfall
Began
Once the man in horns
And an existing criminal record
Stepped onto the wooden stage
To announce
The plots behind our backs
Of how he
Had joined forces
With the duckling
That was
Our friend
Someone we could trust
But nevermore
He had one thing
We didn't
He had a plan
Of what to do
After the results were announced
The new President
Spoke of how
We were banished
From the place
WE
BUILT
From the ground up
Fought for
Put all of our efforts
And celebrated our triumphs
Worked together
Made a flag
A reputation
And he burned it into ashes
By decreeing
That the founders
Were to leave
The premises
Of their home,
and find a new one.
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My Life Through Painful Poems Of The Now Deceased | DSMP
De TodoThis story is the story of the DreamSmp through Tommyinnit's perspective in the form of poetry(?). It starts from the election :) Updates on Saturdays! I understand DreamSmp is dead and over with. But I was so into it when I was younger, I want to m...
