AN: So, this is the most nonsensical poem I've ever written. This was originally written when I was given a list of random words and had to make a poem out of it. I've edited it a little but not that much so... don't expect it to make 100% sense.
A kingdom stealthily invades an empire.
A nation secretively attacks the kingdom.
Moist, bright, warm, shiny red flows
Through windy city streets.
A fully silent soldier punches his desk furiously.
Dizzying, prickly, vicious love severs slowly,
Intimately, lightly.
The opera plays jovially.
Happily, amazingly, the small, hidden school feels safe.
A dim candle bites the teacher fearfully.
A dull, fuzzy plant observes sadly.
It sits outside.
Frequently, it prays.
A little white flag waves, dives, swims eerily.
A smelly, dimly glistening bottle dances gracefully,
Inside a dark pit.
Sharp, burnt gold flies dangerously.
Sprint.
Gallop.
Just run.
Before somebody squeezes the button.
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