(((Hey guys! This is a special poem because this is my first SCP poem! Yayyy! Anyway this poem is about my favorite one, SCP 049 or mostly commonly known as, the Plague Doctor! Since I getting back into SCPs and such, I'll make more poems about my favorites. Maybe even SCP 173 (DAMMIT I GOT THE SCP 173 SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD))) Anyway hope you guys enjoy! ^-^))))
A doctor shrouded by black
That wears an avian mask
Silver eyes that piece the soul
His origin may never be told
Resides in a lonesome corner dormant
Until enters in a unsuspecting participate
Guards at the ready at the door
He strikes his main victim to the floor
His touch deadly to living matter
He's not much of a chatter
Kills all witnesses before he starts
A show that expresses his art
Surgery is his specialty
To cure is his responsibility
Opens the mortal flesh
Soul long gone so they do not thresh
Unknown concoctions of his own design
Enter in and morphs the body and mind
Only be sealed and stitched together again
Now for the real fun to begin
Arisen the victim no longer themselves
Wanders aimlessly around the cell
Until a mortal arrives
Then they attack and take the mortal life
Unknown exactly what disease
He repeats and wants to ease
Same goes for if he was ever mortal
Of if he's just another immortal
Silent but very clever
His work to stop he will never
Determination to cure will never falter
For he is known, as the Plague Doctor
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Fandom Poetry
PoésieHey guys, this will be mostly poems and songs made by yours truly based off my favorite fandoms and a couple personal beliefs and experiences. I own the poems. I give the proper credit to the pictures or videos to their creators. I will say when I o...
