My psyche has been swamped
The devious landlord of Finaglo Swamp
Wanting my thoughts for his own fun
The swamps hive mind craved more
So did plan a devious scheme
To steal many minds from countless others
But got swamped
With more than they could process.
The Finaglo Swamp
Overdosed before
I was
Utterly
Swamped.
That is why the swamp gas
Makes a blup blup blup sound when it
Erupts from the mud.
It is dead minds escaping THE HIVE!!
©ROGLEACH
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