Courtesy of the Matoran alphabet
I was briefly sucked into the Bionicle
the Great Cataclysm
the Brotherhood of Makuta
the Great Spirit Robot
you know what I'm talking about
They lived (and loved) in the Bionicle universe
you can't say that, with yr pincers for fingers
yr fangs for hangs
sorry I've been raging on the flake
this golden draw is serious within you hear me
##hire an ass manager now##
Now the Hand didn't last very long
more to the point, also I don't give two
excuse me hoots for this lore, yes
I am generally short in stature, and
my brain is at least partially organic
with a need to recharge once a year,
needless to say I lack the biological
instinct to reproduce
Release the Kanohi Dragon
(I don't know what that means)
##make the sad girls your squad goals##
Massive individual caves
rock pillows and seaweed three times a day
separated by gates with oceans
feel free to use my enchanted coracle
and islands of their own
that's the last thing I need right now
But what if they offered you sanctuary on the island
of the Energized Protodermis Entity, what then?
And sometimes I wonder, and sometimes my fishtank
hums a disparaging, slimy message
which wisdom (wigdome) lendeth me -
GET OUT now GET OUT while you can
don't let the camouflage system win
##Purity! Creation! Peace! Faith!##
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