Birthday Adventure

You wake up on your birthday
Wondering what will come your way.
Not knowing who is waiting there
Back behind your recliner chair.

They have come for you Muwa-ha-ha-ha!
To take you away to their evil Mushaw
A king who rules the Center Earth
Deep beneath the narrow firth.

Everyone goes when turned thirteen
To try to kill the Mesh Machine
None has ever defeated it yet
One more chance, you are the bet.

They carry you down into their dark hole
And now you can see they resemble a troll
Greenish skin and bumps underneath
The Mushaw was worse; he had buck teeth.

He gives you a day to slay the machine
With only a needle and even more mean
Without any armor or defense of a kind.
But you would win, you've made up your mind.

An hour later, after a long chase,
You met the machine face to face.
The noises it made was very peculiar.
You wanted to run, the thing made you shiver.

You glared your bestest glare at it
Hoping the machine would take a hit.
But still it dodged your smallish needle.
You couldn't just squash it like a beetle!

Finally you pierced it's heart
Between where the metal and metal had part.
It crashed to the ground with a loud thunk.
With it's last words, it called you a punk.

The troll looking things cried out in joy.
Face reddening, you suddenly were coy.
They said you could wish anything in the world.
It popped in your head and your vision swirled.

Suddenly, you're back in your bed.
Nothing had happened, or so your mom said.
Clutched in your hand the needle still gleamed
With the machine's blood, it left a red sheen.

Your friend's come, one by one.
The party's started but its not done.
Next year, the Mushaw has a surprise...
Next year, the Great Sorcerer will rise!

He he he he he....