Best Historydecember Poems


The Third, the Third, December the Third....

The Third, The Third, December the Third...
Contact a reptilian, open a portal...
No you say, Don't wanna tamper with Dimensions?
It's ok... Necros are killer with resurection... The Portals are Protected

Want to make a friend, want to meet a shade?
Do you care to see your "INNER" self?
The Third, The Third, December The Third...
Make sure your clock is correct, 11:34 PM, Your only chance...

To avoid being noticed, come early
Being Alone is advised... December the Third, 11:34 P.M.
Walk in Early with a round face mirror facing you...
Into your favorite bathroom, Lights off, No candles, No friends...

At 11:34 P.M., Don't yet look, but slowly....
... Raise your face mirror over your head.
Your now safe to look in the Bathrooms main mirror, The one over the sink.
What you'll see isn't your reflection, Nor will it be friendly...

Stay safe, Bring a mirror, Don't say a word, or move a muscle.
You don't want to get it's attention...
When you wish to leave face forward, and walk out backwards...
Once out, shut the Bathroom door, dont the mirror from above your head, until completely 
out..

now, Look up... Your Inner self is reveiled...
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