I am looking through the quantum foam of existence
into the void that lies behound.
It looks like minecraft sticky piston
Ruined with characters from earthbound.
The belly of the beast begs to differ
the accusations that you take
For it has installed a righteous sniffer
In all the donuts that you bake.
When burning flame reaches the threshold
of the potato that is you,
it will just yield before your stronghold
So that it sees the turtles rue.