Introduction:
Yes, yes, another spore fic, but this one's a poem! I'll populate the Spore section here if no one else will. This particular story is rather mindless-just something I felt like writing. Then again, I never have a pre-write plan before the typing begins. This was true when I was creating Ascension. So enjoy this mindless Spore limerick, and, like every other story out there, be sure to R&R.
Yet again, I do not own Spore or any content within Spore that is owned by Maxis or EA games.
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There once was a small floating cell
Who dreamed of escaping this hell
A place with Chompers abound
And a few Pa's around
Squirming in the sludge of Kell
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There once was a creature with legs
"Please be a safe world!" He begs
He crawled out to the shore
To find food galore
And promptly abandoned those dregs
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The plains were swept by a squall
But Apes and Bruisers walked tall
Despite competition and strife
Plus the fast pace of life
The Leko lived through it all
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Then tribal living appears
As do maracas, axes, and spears
The Leko advance
Not missing a chance
To conquer and help spread fears
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Society started to grow
At first, progress was slow
But progress did come
Great expansion, plus some
Now the Leko have 1 last foe.
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Enemy planes controlled the sky
But ultimately missiles did fly
One boom then a flash
Followed with the sound of a crash
Would bring the signal to die
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War is a thing of the past
Our plans for the future are cast
The spaceship is ready
Sir, hold her steady
As we leave this rock at last
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What is the meaning of this
Is life just a big hit-or-miss
Or is there something to love
Beyond what I know of
the lessons learned from life's kiss…