Hellhounds Poem
Hellhounds how evil you are,
and your eyes glow of red fire.
Your heart is filled to the brim,
of a dark and longing ire.
Your claws are sharp,
Your teeth are long,
how much you loathe those
happy elven songs!
Filled with the evil of Zamorak
and down in the dungeons you hide.
You attack with malice everything you see,
to kill me you certainly tried!
Why are you holding those clues?
As a dog what does a treasure do?
Can you even read the riddles?
As i play on my...fiddle.
You drop nothing besides those clues,
from your dark and red hues,
lvl 3 may they be?
what will i get, i guess ill see!
In the wilderness deep i ventured far,
to find my treasure hidden deep.
I dug and then found another clue,
dark waters through the mountains seep.
I searched far and wide for that treasure,
and i hoped it would be something good!
I dug and to what did i behold...
a rune hatchet and a pickaxe!
Hellhound, i guess i understood,
that you dont like me and gave me a bad clue..
darn!!
Poem by: Mr Penguin12
Proofread by: Dr Henry
Coded by: Ozzie Bond
Coding Addition By Frogger