yammy's poem-
OH to the weak life is so bleak why do you hold any power at all because you might be big but your power is small oh how funny it will be win you finally fall your seat is there to fill some space soon you will be earsed.
Le roux's poem-
To be so scared you most beg for your life you talk big and you try to take life but in actuality you are the great pumpkin witch is weak you hole existence was but meak and bleak its a good thing your frenchniss is gone you will surely not be missed.
Shawlong's poem
The scissor hands of the dead world dicing and slicing is your own game chopping them up you left the world early one but rember this your were the strongest to leave the world of existence at the time of your dimise
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