Matthews room poem
in the room of brightness
my eyes were filled with joy and brightness
in the room of space
I floated around and grilled some sausages and beanz
In the room of ice
I flipped a barbecue as fast as the eye could see
In the room of blah
There was blahs and mas
In the room of Scotland
There was maws and paws
In the room of electricity
There was Xboxes and card boxes
In the room of nothing
There was something
In the room of bark
I embarked while doing a ****
In the room of maggets
I bought a barret m82
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