The time limit has ended, end all discussion! Now more bad poetry!
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The town in chaos
Since no one died,
Whom would they chose?
Hopefully they wouldn't lose.
A tiny voice
In a pinch,
Out he cried,
"No Lynch!"
The town was so proud.
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The day has ended in a No Lynch.
Night 2 has begun! Send in your actions!
What: my life skills use meat
“Let us be thankful for the fools. But for them the rest of us could not succeed. ” -Mark Twain
Night 2 has ended!
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While the town ceases to snore
Along the banks of the Tiber
A body washed ashore
In plain view is Cyber
What a fucking bore.
Cyber has been slain.
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Day 2 begins!
(Post death rant from Cyber incoming!)
What: my life skills use meat
“Let us be thankful for the fools. But for them the rest of us could not succeed. ” -Mark Twain
Nah. I ranted enough over night.
But let me add on to your poem.
"what a fucking whore "
wait, this isnt a hidden setup right? then why was cyber's role not revealed?