Minecraft Failure

• Aidan Cremin, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2017

I was a pro at minecraft, I was a hungry beast.
Every time I killed a pig I had a massive feast.
The next day I saw a hacker flying in the sky,one slash of his diamond sword and I was sure to die.
He found a bow and arrow and aimed it at my head,if only he hadn't missed I would have been dead.
I waited for the battle while eating a jam tart,then I sat down and let out a really stinky fart. Sure enough the hacker came and slashed me through the heart.
I guess that's what I get for eating his jam tart.