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Hanna-Barbarian

Assemble the gang speaking retro slang

Name itself rang future fame and acclaim,

Heard a siren sang, and came to do their thang.

Surpassed and contained,

Unmasked with disdain.

Complaining the gangs to blame,

restraining, not having shame.

Solve a case with a great appetite,

And dang, an even greater Great Dane

Ancient tombs; the disturbed, unearthed, unbound.

Patience. Soon, absurd will be served by a hound

Unlacing the case til it’s off base; the crisis unspools

They’ll finally find the place where the ghouls stashed the priceless jewels

Unresting meddling kids testing theories like litmus,

Caught a ghost reveling amid queries for the witness

Get this;

A jealous menace,

Who thought he could fight the team

With a few fake screams

Some fog and a light screen

Once again, dream team hops in the mystery machine

Off to get soda pops and raspberry ice cream

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Written by
mike_hulstrom
20 / M / USA
Published
Jun 12, 2017
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