Board Thread:Fun and games/@comment-27101994-20170318100108/@comment-30790899-20170320154803

PeaVZ108 wrote: CITRONtanker wrote: PeaVZ108 wrote: When I said Inkling

I meant weakling

So take that, puny

AKA my frenemy

I'll mash and bash

And smash and slash

Until you become squid ink pie

And that's when I'm certain you would die

At least I'm right about one thing

That I'm sure to be forever king!

MY HILL FOREVER AND EVER! See my hairlike tentacles?

They will spell your death, by manibles.

They will sqeeze you, no debate,

Right until you suffocate.

And when you are nice and dead

I will eat you slowly, starting with your head.

This is not a Lucky Blover

Instead this is your GAME OVER.

MY HILL FOREVER AND EVER! Your tentacles don't scare me

I can be easily free

How about I eat you instead

With bread and spread

I turn you into a squid sandwich

Not even edible to a witch

I would totally worship you

Just kidding, I would worship you in my stew

And when I slurp you up and down

You'll go into my tummy with a frown.

MY HILL FOREVER AND EVER! Don't make me laugh, you tiny midget.

Eating me is eating ink, just a smidget.

My inky insides will poison you.

And as you vomit, you will die too

You've always wanted me in a stew.

Well maybe it's time for it to happen to you.

Pea stew is much better than eating Inklings.

I'll make so much, we'll all be slurping.

Slurping you up, so darn tasty.

Or you can just jump in my mouth, if you're hasty

MY HILL FOREVER AND EVER!