Poem About Moody Movies

This poem sucks, but here it is anyway:

Tragic movies, oh so heavy
mise en scène gothic themes aplenty
for the eerie atmosphere I was not ready
doesn’t jibe so well with my spaghetti
so now the stream of puke is flowin’ steady
and my runs move faster than Richard Petty

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