THE SPINE-CHILLY WARNINGI once sat in an ecstatic seashore, And never returned home anymore. I picked up a flashing opal, And eyed a jelly propel. Suddenly I noticed an unearthly sound, Which was the rustle of a scroll which was bound. I then opened the scroll with all my might, Tirelessly until the last second of the night. The bound scroll read, “Look above your head!”, I then twisted my head up like a cheetah, And then became I, who was filled with anti-euphoria. A ripple of water splattered on my head, “AAARGH!” I said, A grey spine-chilling figure emerged, The blues and blacks of the sky merged. It’s hairs were swooping in the spooky air, That was the moment I went agitated and blare. It groaned like a valiant beast, And then did my bones went greased. The valiant beast had a tentacle, Which was ultra-larger than a spectacle, The tentacle crept closer to my nose, Which seemed like my foe. It rotated its eye suspiciously, And I escaped curiously, A whirl of a thunder was heard, which was a raindrop herd. I then thought to myself, That this is a sceptical time to wander, The seashore is very perilous And an ominous storm is creeping near me.
