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Nanochan poem Nanonymous No.11327 [D][S][L][A][C]

Signaling the final days
Through ups and downs
spam and frowns
as clear as night and day

But this little fort
five to ten strong
with a flourishing culture
death is the report

It appeared suddenly
hidden from the masses
who destroy love and asses
as she withers away in the dawn

Horror strikes this little fort
as we called this place our home
and love of the ancients
now we're just like rome

Betrayal or stress
nothing more than a right mess
for the inhabitants of this fort
who became a different sort

As we mourn and look back
we see the world collapse
as we turn forward
towards the war torn shack

the fort was protected
from the outside world
an unimaginable hell
which rang the twisted bell

Now we await
the collapse of our little fort
as we wonder what shall become
of the people we met at the gate








Nanonymous No.11335 [D]

Nanochan's reestablishment poem

In the distance lay
the ruins of the little fort
which had crumbled
under poor and unready leadership
as the citizens mourn
and the little fort torn
we seek refuge in a distant land

As the inhabitants settle
we think of a past battle
against the normal cattle
as they infested our land
they distorted our culture
and they ruin our love
which flew away like a dove

Bitter, belittled and broken
displaced from the little fort
Now we build a court
to restore order
because of the loss of our borders

Patiently we wait
for news of reconstruction
and when hope was all but gone
news came in from the zone
of our new home.

Days come and go
as we tie a bow
as we sit in silence
we hear
the reconstruction of our fort
finished and complete
with a new migration
to our new home.