****OFFICIAL**** Everquest: a poem.

[Filthy_Pagan]

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the server,
The neckbeards were camping with such a great fervor;
The poopsocks were taped to the rectums with care,
In hopes that a dragon soon would be there;
The noobies were nestled all snug in their camps,
The cheetos and soda both causing great cramps;
The rangers all idle, minds starting to crack,
Had just settled in for a long window's track;
When down in the forums arose such a chatter,
I lept to RnF to see who was fatter;
Away to the forums I flew with a flash,
Hitting f5 till I leveled up bash (34);
"OP is Swish" I scoffed with a smirk,
Preparing myself for a grand circlejerk;
When what to my wandering eyes did appear,
Chest playing victim, JRC up his rear;
"We got trained in Hate, 200 men wiped!",
"All of the loot we deserve has been swiped!";
Jolly old Sirken then did come along,
"You pietheth of shit" he said with great calm;
More rapid than eagles the banhammer fell,
"You faggotth quit training or go thtraight to hell!";
"On JRC, on Ravener, on Kekephee, on Phantasm!",
"It's our turn for Talendor I think I might gasm!",
Then off of the forums the dindus did scurry,
And off to Skyfire the zerg guild did hurry;
Despite all their efforts they wiped once again,
They brought the whole crew and they still couldn't win;
From the library Swish called them all noobs,
As lonely man-children asked Sidelle for boobs;
The SoRP was running amok,
None of the order was giving a fuck;
IRYD was trying to hang,
The best he could muster was a photoshopped wang;
Drakaris was wearing AoN and sash,
Ragnaros claimed he bought them with cash;
Rogean and Nilbog were at home with family,
Giving no thought to server calamity;
Most of red server was still unemployed,
The hyper twinked griefers corpse camped and toyed;
As I went back to grinding like a low level chump,
The wall of my house was torn down with a thump;
There stood Trump his hair wafting and steaming,
His top notch veneers were blinding and gleaming;
"Vote for me, Pagan, in 2016",
"If I become president I'll wipe this bitch clean";
Before even I knew it I instinctively knelt,
And started undoing the buckle on his belt;
He stood me back up and said "no, son, don't blow",
"Just please vote for me and let your friends know";
He lept in his sleigh and roared with a grin,
"Let's make America great once again!";
Taking off to the stars like a great fire ball,
"HAPPY NEW YEAR, AND MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!".


Merry Christmas, nerds.
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