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// Discord, Do Your Magic 
// Story: The Spike Poem Anthology 
// by Zephyr Spark 
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We all need some chaos.
What’s the fun in going through life without a detour or two?
We all need some zany.
Discord gives plenty of that in his chocolate rain stew.

So let’s get crazy, let’s
forget the rules about this and that and what and how and
oh my this is scary just how crazy we can be making pink sand
castles and ballet buffaloes and live action roleplaying with real
foes and friends kazooing together with a laugh and a squeal
of delight to lose oneself in revelry of disorder and never be blue
because things never get boring with lil’ ol Discord, you
might not be orderly but I don’t mind because rules are fun to bend
and because, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you are my friend.

When the day’s done, we can sit back a while. We can watch the cotton candy clouds fly past the horizon into the sunset.
When night falls, we’ll tuck ourselves in. We can dream of the fun we had as we fall
sleep and deep beneath.

Then straight back, 
to the realm of boundless mischief and eternal play
with no rules, no worries, no night or day
where all run wild and free 
in the cosmos, and we see
life is tough, life can feel dreary, life can be tragic
but with Discord, there’s never a moment that isn’t magic