Skyrim has such a large map,
and the Troll are tough, so I snap,
turn around, and fight back to the end,
I have a sword to kill you in style,
and cut the Troll in half for the pile.
Meanwhile, I have a message to send.
I always have water to sweat,
And I haven’t finished the game yet.
I needed to finish the quest,
But there are still a bunch of them left!
I will wait until I take some rest.
I woke up with a friend who commits theft.
It’s going to take a while from where I left off,
so I started a new game again.
I was thinking about coughing,
But then, I was just insane.
Dungeons are numerous and enormous,
and some of them are very difficult.
I still like it with a lot of forest,
And now, I have another enemy cult.
The enemy is called Skeleton.
I totally have a different weapon.
I did something wrong, and Skeleton hit me,
but I hit the Skeleton back,
and I was free with just one bee,
So I spray the bee pack,
and I tripped the bomb,
but I got back in time.
I was very calm,
despite the long grime,
and the Skeleton is still hitting me hard,
So I block it, and I can do it to guard.
I have to switch it to magic for fire,
So that I can use it with a choir,
And kill the Skeleton for good.
Now I can relax and do some wood!
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Great work. Love your poetry!
“I have a sword to kill you in style,
and cut the Troll in half for the pile.”
This line was AMAZING!! Loved this poem!