The Poem- A Creepypasta (Re-Do)

In a dark, dark town there was a dark, dark road.

Down the dark, dark road there was a dark, dark, forest.

In the dark, dark forest there was a dark, dark, hut.

In the dark, dark hut there was a dark, dark corpse.

In the dark, dark corpse there was a dark, dark, heart.

In the dark, dark, heart there were some dark, dark stabs.

Ira, a young black and white arctic wolf, put down her pencil. She wracked her brain for ideas on how to end the poem.

WIP