My life
I stood in a room full of slimy worms
and they walked about like a cleaning mop.
I stood in a room of sleepy bats
that were dangling like my trousers on a washing line.
I stood in a room full of dancing zombies
they swayed about like a drunken sailor.
In a room full of colossal tarantulas
and they walked around like a running race.
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