I send beavers your way, devouring your lumber supply and carrying you off as they leave.
Myyyyyy hiiiiiiiilllllllllllllllllll
I set fire to the rain, watched it burn away your face~ And while you are in the hospital for treatment, I claim the hill
My hill~
And in 5 minutes only
Have I crammed this poem
Only writing stuff
As I go along
But what fine poetry
Would be without rhyme?
So screw this.
*Rips paper and stabs you with pen 'til
You run scared off of
My hill.
I know, it's terrible xD haha
*uses a freeze gun to freeze you and pulls you down with my finger so you land on a pillow, the ice dosen't break because of the pillow. Then i claim the hill* (XD)
MY MOTHERF***ING HILL!
You are kicked off the hill for swearing. Bad Dennis! Bad! I repeatedly whack you with a newspaper for your wrongdoings.
My hill.
*Starts crying poisonous tears that hits your feet so you can walk.* HA! *Makes an Abra teleport you to Oslo in Norway and claims the hill*
MY HILL!
I take a wrecking ball and bang you out of the hill into the nearest orbiting star. My hill!
I use a truck to knock you off my hill!
Someone asks if i like Radiohead
I telekinetically flip the truck to crush you. My hill!
He survives, due to the fact that you can't kill anybody. This surprises you so much you go into shock, and some Waddle Dees carry you to the Ghost Hospital for Ghosts.
I claim the hill in your stead.
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