You can’t ignore
A manticore
(Though never ask
what the spikes are for.)
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This I ask, immaterial wraith:
if you got no flesh,
can you really be tref?
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The Man-Scorpion is savage and mean
And when it stabs itself,
It turns beautifully green.
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The Mind-Flayer is a constant poetic inspiration, because Mind-Flayers are powerful, admirable, and understand what the dungeon REALLY needs. This is a poem of homage in their honor, in the hopes that you will see how amazing they are, and they will take their tentacles out of my ear.
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Those who wish to cook a Basilisk
Need good blindfolds
And a really big whisk.
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I gave a Homonculous
My seat on that Hellbound bus;
Now don’t fuss:
There’s two of me (us).
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“It’s a little-known fact, but Unicorns are something like 20% paint, and their horns are stolen exclusively from endangered species.”
― There and Never, Ever Back Again
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