Poetry CreatOR II

Created by Jeff Lewis & Erik Sincoff

with help from Darin & Thad Nicholson

Tale of Eve
Anonymous
Eve was hunted, but she wasn't found,
Scoff not at my vile remarks solid fiend
Quickly it teleported from the front of the blood red skate board.
As I yelp in a tree, I petrify thee
A chain shrieks noisily, but no one ever listens...
Her ghost spooks the olive solitary guppy
Just as the brittle leaf knocks the clear tree,
Down by the babbling brook the dead koala enriches.
Fetch this bone, like a dog I will grip you in my ruby teeth.


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