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    Ezra
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    Default Twas a Wee Story brought forth upon my frustration

    Twas the crash before midnight,and all through the realm
    not a dev was stirring ,not a peep from that lout.
    The swords were hung by the anvil with care
    With hopes soon that Dave Bowman soon would be there

    The dragons all nestled in with their hordes,
    With visions of ARoP dancing in their head
    My mate in her mithril and I in mine
    we settled in to raise our DP a line.

    When out on the deadlans arrose such a clatter,
    I sprang from my foxhole to see what was the matter.
    Away to the west, I flew like a flash
    I tore open my trade window and prepared for a crash

    The golem abreast a new fallen comrade
    Given from the lag that fed this tirade
    Then what to my wandering eyes,
    Should appear a massive spawn,
    that let me kiss my HP goodbye

    Now alas I attach this small rider,
    so short and so sweet
    I love this game and enjoy the chatter
    But alas poor Devs,
    What is the matter?



    (This is just my boredom brought forth in this manner,
    to show off my boredom upon a wee banner,
    Forever be there no flame upon this for
    It is not my intention to be insulting in this matter)




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    Default Re: Twas a Wee Story brought forth upon my frustration

    i liked that it was a good poem [Y]

    /story
    100/96/21 32.2 mill hoard Killer 87% socializer 47% explorer 40% achiever 40%

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