Creepah

One morning, an creepy creeper was chasing me

So I hid behind a giant tree

I shot it with iron arrows of eight

The iron tipped shafts flew true and strait

But unfortunately they only made the Green Exploder annoyed

I ran out of useful weapons, and so I despaired

I was really desperate and I knew that I wouldn't win

When the Creeper saw my expression, he gave me a evil grin

And right before it started hissing and sizzling

I suicided and jumped into a red lava pit that was blazing

The lava burned me into crisp, and so I died

But I didn't give up, and then I tried again, to accomplish what I have failed

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Edit later! I'm going to show all of the versions of this poem in the next few pages...