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My Fist Is Clenched
The Woodland Lies Ahead,
I Must Build A Night Shelter
Or Have Zombies Eat My Head,

I Have A Wooden Pick
But I Doubt It Mining Powers,
At This Pathetic Rate
I'll Be Here For Bloody Hours,

The Wood Was Too Tough
So My House Is Made Of Mud,
I Stand Back From My Creation
My Home Looks Like Crud,

My Neighbour Has Redstone
They Have Gold And Diamond Too,
I'll Steal It When They Leave
I'm Not A Part Of Their Crew,

Why Couldn't They Cooperate
Now They're All Dead,
At Least I Have A Diamond Pickaxe
Embedded In This Guys Head,

My Crafting Table Is Broken
I Tried To Make A Door,
Instead I Got A Unicycle
I Cant Take It Any More,

An Attempt To Slay A Pig
It Didn't Go To Well,
Its Brain Is Fully Exposed
I'm Surely Going To ****,

What's That Hissing Sound?
Seems I'm All Out Of Luck,
Its A Large, Green Creeper
It's Flashing... Holy...