Oh no, little hero, are you going to wail and cry?
You know you're headed straight to hell,
your failures are a show-and-tell,
And no one in the whole wide world will care when you die.
Look at you, so helpless, in all your efforts strong!
It was I that moved your blade,
Now look at this big mess you've made.
Looks like nothing you can do will ever right this wrong.
You say that you're an expert but you do not seem so tough.
They haven't seen you in a while...
And, in fact, it makes me smile
to think that after all you've tried, it still wasn't enough.
Hush now, little Doctor, and don't you say a word
If your many tools turn brass,
And you fear the looking glass,
Just know that all your cries for rescue will never be heard.
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Antisepticeye Stories (JSE Fanfiction)
FanfictionA collection of SPOOKY fics I've written about our favorite Glooch Booch
