○ ○ ○ ○ from the waves of crimson silk comes an eye as white as milk 'tis a monster and his ilk horrid in his {{{{ slimy scales }}}} {{{{{ from the deep }}}}} {{{{{{{{{with hook'd nails}}}}}}}}} {{{{{{{he's ravenous}}}}}}} he never fails capturing his human meal he will eat until he's full then he goes into the deep which will forever secrets keep ♢♢ ♢♢ ♢♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢
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Soulsurvivor (C) 11/30/2015
I hope we don't have monsters in reality! The meltdown at Fukishima is sending TONS of radioactive water into the Pacific DAILY