Minecraft is life. Lyrics: Three Lonely creepers alone in the sand awaiting a miner with pickaxe in hand these lonely creepers were ready to blow dropping their powder in the crater below suddenly the minor with his pickaxe in hand crafted what the creepers observered to be a bed they thought it was easy but suddenly he opened up his magnificant inventory he constructed a shelter of cobblestone blocks it was small but still it was hefty enough and these three lonley creepers were shit outta luck so these three lonley creepers blew up
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