In the world of Minecraft, where the skeletons roam,
I’ve got a bone to pick, so don’t be alone.
With a bow and arrow, I’ll take my aim,
And shoot at you, bringing fear and shame.
I’m a walking X-ray, with no skin to protect, Burning up in the sun, it’s something I neglect. But I’ll still come for you, with a rattle and a clatter, So stay inside, and don’t make a peep, it’s a serious matter.
I may be malnourished, and lacking some grace, But I’ll still haunt your dreams, all over the place. So beware, little human, I’m coming for you, In the world of Minecraft, my rhymes ring true.
