Soon.

In shadows' realm where darkness creeps,

A tale unfolds, where dread seeps.

Through haunted woods and moonlit haze,

Unveiling secrets of forgotten days.

Within a mansion, ancient and grand,

A mystery weaves with a sinister hand.

Whispers echo in the cold, empty halls,

As moonlight dances on faded walls.

Beneath the moon, a creature lurks,

Its form absurd, like a giant burps.

With tentacles of spaghetti, it slithers,

A beast of pasta, chaos it delivers.

Its eyes glow with sauce of fiery red,

Noodles squirm on its monstrous head.

No mortal fathoms its grotesque plight,

A spaghetti monster, the enigma of night.

Woe befalls those who dare to gaze,

Into the abyss where the pasta plays.

For in its wake, all reason is lost,

As it engulfs the world, pasta exhaust.

So beware the enigmatic noodles' sway,

For in their absurdity, darkness holds sway.

A tale of ominous folly, strange and grand,

With a spaghetti monster ruling the land.

Soon. Society will collapse and we will finally put out imitation veggies made from meat 🍖🍖 🙌☁️

All hail the mighty glow cloud and it's many children