I rambled and stravaiged with my beloved knife.

Would I be able to spot him tonight?

Of course I would! I spoke out loud.

The thunder clapped, my shadow painted in the hall.

And there I stood; awaiting for the ferocious man in the wall.

The rain poured, my heart thumped. I couldn't get my excitement to stop.

I guess I could wait more, of course to challenge the man in the wall.

Just then, I heard a thump. He was here! The man in the walls!

He came to see me, to find out who dared to cross his sacred hall.

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