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Flying through the dark night sky,
Shadowy save for its evil eye,
A sparkling glint held in a beak
From a shiny ring stolen by this sneak.
Its ring deposited in a nest
Where this crooked creature stops to rest.
Soon they’ll fly like a feathered witch
To steal more objects they deem rich.
Ill fortune bodes when they fly near
Bringing to them loathing, hate, and fear.
They’re not bad, nor good, though,
Take them as they come–Murkrow.
-Odemon #198 Murkrow
There’s a sound! Who said that?
Who is there? It’s Noibat!
Big ol’ ears. Screech a tune!
Don’t ask one to come out at noon.
Flappy bat! No joy! Drat!
It takes so long to evolve Noibat.
-Odemon #714 Noibat
Little Miss Muffet,
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating her curds and whey.
Along came a spider,
Who sat down beside her,
And they had a pleasant chat that day.
You may have thought,
Though you should have not,
That she would be scared and flee.
But it would be dumb,
If Muffet had run,
‘Cause another spider she be.
what the hex is a tuffet
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