Every poem by F. T. Willz I could find. Some of them are titled by me seeing as they didn't have any titles or dates to use as a chapter name, although every poem is definitely written by F. T. Willz. Enjoy.
With a title like that I don't really need to have a description. Morshu just kicks your ass after you walk into his shop. I don't own Morshu or the act of beating someone to a pulp. Neither do I own you but that can change. All rights go to the creators of Morshu, whoever the fuck they are, probably Nintendo. I have...
