ITS REALLY MESSY I AM SO SORRY :') TW: Blood, poison, death, eyes, bright color, etc. Fate Merry, The resident ghost of this haunted hotel What a twisted fate she carried as she floated down her path The path of dear old Merry is one lightly skipped of wrath Oh our dear old Merry, Her neck hung up with rope Not before she died of poison, she just couldn't cope Her dear old father, leaving her to die. Oh our dear old Merry, please don't cry
:) Thanks @PeteyTheParrot for the base-type thing and coding it :)
