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I come today to tell a tale

 

Of things once lost

 

Things foes bewail

 

I read and see the fatal clues

 

This job of mine and other Blues

 

I see the future, decree the past

 

The one named "hunt" will be dead at last

 

His foes are many, his friends are few

 

But his friends will soon be in a stew

 

My vote I cast, fly with the tide

 

Rrhuntington, your sins provide

 

A weary foot

 

A stumbling track

 

Here your loss is my victorious knack.

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I come today to tell a tale

 

Of things once lost

 

Things foes bewail

 

I read and see the fatal clues

 

This job of mine and other Blues

 

I see the future, decree the past

 

The one named "hunt" will be dead at last

 

His foes are many, his friends are few

 

But his friends will soon be in a stew

 

My vote I cast, fly with the tide

 

Rrhuntington, your sins provide

 

A weary foot

 

A stumbling track

 

Here your loss is my victorious knack.

 

 

It's beautiful. :cray:

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Remember the last time you wrote a poem? You were lynched.

 

You speak of a time I do not recall

 

For this is my first, I nary withal

 

These rounds you quote, I never saw

 

So lie not fool, else show your flaw.

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Scene 1, Part 2...

 

It is a nice sunny day on Banter Beach, the sun is shining, the waters rising, and Cabooses Ice Cream melted all over his bib. Everybody in town gathered here for the Lynching of rrhuntington, who was chained to a rock that was on a cliff, with a great view of the pond, that was about 4 feet deep, awaiting for his death that was surely to come. The executioner finally showed up, with peanut butter and raisins smothered all over his mouth and chin, and a big stain of mustard that mysteriously smelled like toothpaste and vinegar. "Ok, Im here bowaus!" The executioner said to the mayor, who was looking at the big crowd of angry townsman and toastmistresses. "The executioner is finally here, so we can get this bloody lynch over with! Welcome to the first annual lynch Barbecue fest! The crowd roared with approval and applause. And I think a little apple sauce? "rrhuntington, you have been charged for the murder of ash, and illegal Ginger Bread Cooking! You shall be lynched infront of all these people. Have you any last requests?" the mayor said. "Mmm, mm mm mm m mmmmm!" "What did you say? Oh yeah thats right I have to take off the duck tape..." The tape quacked and flew away just as the Mayor ripped it off of hunt's mouth. "Ouchy!" Huntington cried, as tears of pain and kool-aid rolled from his eyes. "I request a pizza please...oooh and some pudding!" Squealed Huntington. "Ok, your request is granted, but only because I was about to eat some pizza and pudding. But my grandfather will have to feed you"

 

23 minutes later...

 

"Finished?" The Mayor said mocking him, with a hungry belly. "Yeah, a great last meal...But you will Regret this lynching!" The Mayor looked at the executioner, nodded, and shouted out loud: "RELEASE THE CLUCKEN!" The executioner blew on a weenie whistle , and as he did a giant 500 foot chicken rose from the 4 foot deep pond, and clucked an enormous cluck. With giant loud car demolishing foot steps came racing towards rrhuntington. "LONG LIVE THE MAFIANS! AAAAAAAH"  The giant chicken pecked at rrhuntington, ripping him off of the chains attached to the rock, and swallowed him whole. The giant chicken walked back to the pond, and mysteriously sunk back into the dirty four foot deep pond water...never to be seen again.

rrhuntington - Mafia, eatn by a giant 500ft chicken

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