The night was dark the winds were high/ the moon a pearl in the satin sky/ the owls screech their nightly cry-/ clop clop, a knight rode by
A small man riding on the back of an extremely largy opossum looking up at the full moon and the Screecr.
A nervous man riding a giant, fuzzy, angry-looking rat in the night. I'd be nervous too.
Doodle or Die is the game of "telephone" with drawing!
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