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*round two*
"I think my bladders acting up
I shall then forthwith Drain the pup"
Said he, and strained to navigate his space
Turning round and round he went
Till equilibrium was spent
And had no choice but need to plant his face
Twystyes' roommate wandered in
Stoned on weed and drunk as sin
And drank the potion down ‘til it was gone
Unbeknownst, he’d sealed the doom
Of his friend in the next room
And Dr. Twystye, passed out on the john
As he sat next to his friend
Mild twitching settled in
Twisting lips into a horrid frown
She put her hand up to his head
“You don’t look so good,” she said
“I think perhaps that you should go lie down.”
Then his face started contorting
In a rage, he starting snorting
As drool ran down betwixt his lips in streams
He’d turned into a horrid beast!
A goblin bent on human feast
Which made his friend spill shrill, bloodcurdling screams
Then, like she was so much pork
He stabbed her with a kitchen fork
And cast his former friend upon the floor
The goblin pounded, ripped and clawed
Tore and rended, gnashed and gnawed
Until the girl was just a pile of gore
Twystye then awoke and rushed
Away before he’d even flushed
To save the maiden from her sad demise
Alas! For her it was to late
The goblin feasted on her pate
Her carcass was already gathering flies
Twystye tried to run away
Unfortunate, to his dismay
The goblin took him down without a fight
From his head down to his feet
The goblin stripped of all the meat
His skeletal remains were pearly white.
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