Home Invader (Mongolian Death Worm) 10/11
Sleeping in and then the storm starts
Hail and wind like tornadoes
It is the coming of death with its electric stare that kills from twenty feet
it’s corrosive and yellowing mucus
The streets fill with water and it looks like winter
And all three red feet of evil are staring at me
Are preparing my end
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