I lost my book,
Just at the hook.
I was at the climax,
But I decided to relax.
I got bored, and put it aside,
But I lost it before I learned who died.
I last saw it sitting on my bed,
I left to simply just get fed.
The Dresden Files, Fool Moon,
Book Two, stories of magic in the noon.
Werewolves of all types,
Creating many fights.
Name's I can't pronounce,
And now my book's renounced.
This is bad because despite,
The fact the book was taking flight,
I can't go on to read the rest,
I need to see how he is best.
This truly sucks, I hate the world,
I need help to get unfurled.
Seriously guys, I'm quite sad. And none of my friends care that I lost my book AT THE CLIMAX! Yes, quite saddening.

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Some Poems...
PoesíaSo I was told to share my awesomeness with the world, and so I shall. I'll dedicate "chapters" to the respective person they are about.