So I was at work tonight and got pretty bored, this is the end result!
Side note, bowling alleys have a lot of pencils laying around!!!
(edit- sorry about the poor image quality, done with a camera phone)
In the beginning there was a wonderful building made out of pencils.
Then on day an evil, mean, bowling ball came along!!! dun dun dun duuuun!
And then he attacked, because he was jealous of the buildings beauty!!!
And the buildings fell and were no longer beautiful!!!
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.