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(This is a kinda poem/story thing because I want to try to imagine how creepers feel when we invade their world)
Before you came to this world, we were peaceful,
No death or demise fell upon us before you loaded chunks
And started punching the trees in the world we call home.
We don't explode because we want you to die.
Think a little, how would you feel if someone brandished a sword at you
And started yelling in a foreign language?
You confuse us and scare us with your intelligence
But still you care not, rampaging through the villages and pillaging the crops.
You call us the monsters of this world...
...But you are the real monster.
Written 12/07/2013 by Lottie (HoodedPenguinz).
Before you came to this world, we were peaceful,
No death or demise fell upon us before you loaded chunks
And started punching the trees in the world we call home.
We don't explode because we want you to die.
Think a little, how would you feel if someone brandished a sword at you
And started yelling in a foreign language?
You confuse us and scare us with your intelligence
But still you care not, rampaging through the villages and pillaging the crops.
You call us the monsters of this world...
...But you are the real monster.
Written 12/07/2013 by Lottie (HoodedPenguinz).
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I Feel To Sad
Creepers are always barefoot.
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