A Pantoum of Doom

What a thing doom is,

Such an enticing thing.

How its power creeps,

Into every fiber of my being.

Such an enticing thing,

This doom can be.

Into every fiber of my being,

It likes to creep.

This doom can be,

So very, very liberating.

It likes to creep,

Between my toes.

So very, very liberating,

I really like this feeling.

Between my toes,

This feeling I do not like.

I really like this feeling,

This feeling of the doomed.

This feeling I do not like,

I would call the undoomed.

This feeling of the doomed,

Doom doom doom doomed doom doom doom,

I would call the undoomed,

Maybe I've watched too much Invader Zim.

Doom doom doom doomed doom doom doom,

I see what is wrong with me.

Maybe I've watched too much Invader Zim.

I really like that show.

I see what is wrong with me,

Wait… No, I don't.

I really like that show,

With Zim and Gir.

Wait… No, I don't,

When this poem will be done.

I cannot stop writing, I lost my mind and free will,

I really like that show.