TheUsedToolguy

I will now attempt a poem-

There was a sea, that looked really wacky,
it was moonlit, and purply waving,
I heard some mosquitoes and stuff,
out by the lake I was near,
I covered myself in bug repellent,
because I hold my skin dear,
I think I hear a noise,
and wonder if it is a bear or something,
I keep hearing noises,
what is that dumb thing,
I ask to myself, and I start to get up,
then I sit back down, deciding it's all OK,
then the noise is closer,
my survival instincts take over,
I will not die tonight by Lake Grover,
and I run to see behind the tree,
and there is nothing, nothing to see,
so I feel much better and as I sit back down,
I take a deep breath and I look around,
and I see another couple on the other side of the lake,
they're laughing at me, because of my ways,
I decide to go home at that point,
that lake wasn't a fun joint