Gods Come To A Halt As We Open The Vault!

Well well well, twice in one week I ring the new book bell. How about that? Are you cursing the cat? I can take it, every little bit. This time another 18K word novel has come due and it rhymes through and through. Pat, Cassie, Drazin and I are back and this time on the god attack.

Drazin needed help,
So he gave a yelp.
Actually grabbed us.
We did put up a fuss.

Who needs godly mook germs?
He'll probably give us worms.
But we decided to help out.
Since we were stuck out and about.

The gods they came.
They played their game.
Egos upon high.
Weird names to spy.

Like Trashy and Clownstuff.
Don't they sound rough?
Maybe to Pat's OCD.
But they didn't bother me.

Drazin wanted to save all.
Could it be he really is a god at his hall?
Nah, just on the short bus.
But we'll let him pretend and make a fuss.

Up, down and all around.
Even Zeus was found.
Dragons were too.
They are scary between me and you.

But at least no Freaky Betsy was there,
Or Blabber whining about her hair.
No old one eye got in the way,
Or a Worqueendan on display.

Just nutty gods all around.
I'd rather deal with a hound.
But what can you do,
When a godly mook needs you?

So away we go once more,
With another place to explore.
At least I had a giant litter box.
Those vaults have big locks.

So stop and stare,
But you must beware.
If a god every tries to grab you,
Flush them down the loo.

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What? It's just two books in one week. I am sure you can take it at my creek. Besides in four days the fun may return. Then you may wear out and feel the burn. Oh, what could that be? If you can't remember you will have to wait and see. So that adds another to the mass from my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.