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Feb 2015
The arctic storm kicks into fourth gear
the scientist in huts huddle within
they have found something in the ice
it's ****** tall and does not look very nice

The creature looks like something out of the ugly ark
so way, way out of the ball park
they leave a chap to keep a lookout with it
while the rest get on with duties and bits

Then later that night as the cold dark fell
scientist in their bunks heard a yell
bleary eyed they fall out of their beds
rushing to their sentinal, only to find him dead

The creature has escaped it's frozen prison
and it's now on a ****** rampaging mission
one by one it wants to consume them all
till not one scientist walks this snow bound base


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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