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The most awful things happened on a dark and stormy evening,
foreshadowing the battle between good and bad-darkness and light.
Opaque clouds concealed the light as it escaped from the moon.
We were on our way to the Native American History Museum
to see its latest treasure; an amazing monolith of some sort,
excavated from an old Indian burial ground. That creeped me out!

I admit I was frightened, but it was a matter of pride to win a bet.
There was sure to be some vindictive consequences if we refused.
The whole idea seemed to be rather grim and gruesome, 
and I could think of more delightful ways to spend an evening.

After opening a window, we climbed in, but finding the right room
took some doing. One guy made annoying Indian chanting sounds 
so I asked him to stop.  He said "Ok, whatever you say, boss."  
"Don't patronize me,"  I shot back in a vicious undertone. 

The monolith was encased behind an oval of glass, but as we approached 
it started to give off a bright golden glow. Flashlights were dropped, 
we all back away, but no one could speak. There was an eerie humming noise coming from within the case and suddenly the glass shattered, 
sending pieces flying in our direction.  I wasn't first to fly out the window, 
but I made sure I wasn't going to be the last. 
 
We ran until we couldn't catch our breath, but no one talked about it. 
I held up my camera, as if to say... I got a picture.
We were fortunate to escape without being caught.
Victorious in accomplishing our task, but we're not taking any more bets.


7/19/2016
Make a Poem *2-Shadow Hamilton
Required words: Awful, amazing, annoying, grim, gruesome, delightful.
frightened, fortunate, finding, monolith, moon, museum, oval, opaque, 
opening, patronize, pride, prelude, vicious, vindictive, victorious.

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