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Terraria

When your in Terraria.

Life could never be merrier.

EVIL SLIMES & FLOATING EYES!

You are certainly going to DIE!

Dart traps & Boulders are perched in caves.

Alt + Click to make your faves.

Grenades and shurikens can beat EOC .

Expert classes you might D.I.E


I wrote it up because this is a game which you can make a lot of different stories by playing one game which is the reason I like it so much. so I decided to make a poem about the game and if you were wondering what the KS & EOC means well KS means king slime (which is a boss) and EOC means eye of cthulhu (which is also a boss)


Terraria

The Eye Of Ender

This is not just a sphere, this is an eye made of the creatures from the two deadly realms.

The enderman from the surface and the blaze from the nether.

These are used to get to the end 12 are needed to open the portal to the land of emptiness the void some people call it.

But it is truly called the end


I chose this poem because minecraft is my favorite game and there is an item called the eye of ender and it’s like a very optimouse item so I decided to make this poem about it and everything in this poem is actually true so I hope you like it


eye of ender

Hell is here.

Hell is here.

destroying your tile.

There is time to fear.

Very futile.

Destroying our land.

And world as we know it.

Can we get a helping hand.

And throw hell in a bottomless pit.



I made this poem because I didn’t want to make a poem and I thought this is HELL. wait a second I make a poem about hell so that's what I did.



hell is here

When I hit your butt

It really makes me happy

So I eat the pie


I made this poem because I was in the mood to make a funny poem BR BRBR BRRRRRRR! I did it (and it's confusing I know)

I AM A NOMAD

NEVER KNOW WHERE I’M GOING.

GOING HERE GOING THERE

I CAN GO ANYWHERE.

Finding treasure

Going deep.

Get some some stuff

Which I’ll keep.

But I’ll have to go away

It's no man's land

But I’ll settle on grass

And settle on sand

‘CAUSE...

I AM NOMAD

NEVER KNOW WHERE I’M GOING!

GOING HERE GOING THERE

I CAN GO ANYWHERE!

Getting supplies as I go



The reason I made this poem is because I was thinking of nomads and how there always moving where they live so I was like “THIS IS AN AMAZING POEM IDEA” so I made it. But it’s pretty long but I like it that way.

I am a nomad

THE BLOW OF THE WIND

Now you feel your sins crawling down your back

That is when you feel there is something you lack

When you have that feeling that makes you dull

I gotta’ say you and your friends are a bunch of numbskulls.

Then you feel THE BLOW OF THE WIND

And then suddenly your team were pinned.



I was looking through fonts and I saw one called TRADE WINDS so I decided to make a poem about WIND