--------------------------POEM----------------------- “Ghost Train” In the distance blinding light appeared, Bone chilling, silent, and to be feared. Stroke of 12, out of the dark night it came, Railroad tracks and metal wheels aflame. Engine of steam bellowing misty white smoke, Ghost train, Hell on Wheels going for broke. Blowing white steam, sparks of fire close to me, Death the conductor, waving a skeleton key. Black railroad cars packed full of pasty face folks, No smiles, just tears, no happiness for these blokes. Specter of Death, looked at me with a ghastly smile, Skull with hollow sockets gazed at me for half a mile. How and where it came from, I will never be able to tell, All I know, Ghost train passengers going straight to Hell. By Kurt James
This is an attempt for making it into one of the hardest levels in scratch. (Now I am VERY jealous... :( ) Let's just think happy thoughts, happy thoughts, happy days... GUH... NAH... FRIK.. YA KNOW, HOW ABOUT ANOTHER STUDIO THAT I'VE BEEN WANTING TO BECOME CURATOR ON IT SO I CAN POST MY LEVELS I BET THEY'RE NOT EVEN LISTENING, OR EVEN WORSE, THEY'RE PROBABLY NOT EVEN ONLINE?!? :(((( 80 VIEWS IN 4 DAYS?? THANK YOU EVERYONE!!!
