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King of the Basement

March 24, 2011
By Thief_of_your_heart SILVER, Knox, Tennessee
Thief_of_your_heart SILVER, Knox, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
live long and rock on!

I know it’s after me. I know it breaths
People tell me it’s my imagination, but I know better.
They do not see or hear what I see and hear, through the basement door.
It’s gurgling stomach, its sinister chortle!

The King of the Basement waits for me and me alone
I summon my courage and my trusty hound,
I charge down the stairs with a loud battle cry.
My heart beats faster than my legs can carry.

My knees buckle, my hound whimpers in terror.
I hear a gurgle, I see two golden orbs, and I feel my stomach turn.
Before I commence my battle, I pray a prayer of conquest, and raise my frying pan
With a flash, and a clang, we at last meet.

His green skin, slime infested teeth, all like a pictured.
It claws in hunger; it chomps at my bare neck
I swing I thrust I give all that I have, and at last I gain the upper hand.
I defeat it, I gain deliverance, I become King of the Basement.

The author's comments:
this was something i was afraid of when i was a kid, so i thought it would be cool to write about it!Enjoy!

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