NormansThretOnTheTown
Shados come, but never go,
terour fills the toun.
pepols are dead, we all no,
scariness all around.
Thumps and russles come from Bastek,
scare the tounspepol stiff.
as ugly as a Pontiac Aztek,
after you take ur first wiff.
Climes over the waterfal,
and takes a look,
to sea tounspepol, all
redy to kook.
They Take him by suprise,
not noing wats going on
he coodnt even compromice,
was as helples as a faun.
That day the toun was happy
the kild the beest of Bastek
that day for him was krapy
thay coverd him with plastek
Norman2















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