A 3-word Story

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**marrowick**

his taco had

**snurl**

spoken to him

**Guardsmen Bob**

, it said "Steve,

**snurl**

you must never

**marrowick**

Kick a baseball

**snurl**

when it rolls

**Guardsmen Bob**

through the warp."

**snurl**

When they heard

**sing your life**

Of misty mountains.

**marrowick**

They ran into

**snurl**

A great big

**Guardsmen Bob**

Misty Mountain Resort!

**dandadoom**

Through dungeons deep,

**snurl**

and caverns dark,

**Guardsmen Bob**

all guests sleep

**snurl**

In central park.

**Rotary**

Unless they have

**snurl**

A magic key,

**marrowick**

And concrete slab

**snurl**

to set them

**gossipmeng**

free amongst the

**snurl**

crabs.
Then up

**marrowick**

upon they saw

**snurl**

A light,
witch

**Guardsmen Bob**

fire illuminating the

**marrowick**

night,
But then

**Guardsmen Bob**

Chuck Horus launched

**gossipmeng**

a million robotic

**marrowick**

Tyranids,

But they

**snurl**

had no hands