TheQuietBisharp
Official Terrarian
A poem for Milt since it's my only half legit skill.
No need to be glum
We're all your chum
Turn that frown
All up and around
You're living life
So toss out that strife
If you need to confide
Take a step inside
Your mind and think
You shall swim, not sink
You're a fighter Milt
So high above you're wearing stilt
I admire you, a true hero
I'll drive off your fear-oh
Like it is a Spearow
I believe that we can tank this together
All of us of TCF, into this future in the heather
No need to be glum
We're all your chum
Turn that frown
All up and around
You're living life
So toss out that strife
If you need to confide
Take a step inside
Your mind and think
You shall swim, not sink
You're a fighter Milt
So high above you're wearing stilt
I admire you, a true hero
I'll drive off your fear-oh
Like it is a Spearow
I believe that we can tank this together
All of us of TCF, into this future in the heather