Gaming goes sonnet

There comes a time when all men must rally
And join the Defence of the Ancients swift.
Though some will be found short in the tally,
They may work hard into the graveyard shift.

Find fast the creeps and farm steady for gold
Your enemies should always do the same
Harass with nukes and skills, ever so bold
They may whine though it is part of the game

Fight to the best of your ability
Grow stronger in learning tricks of the trade
Intelligence, strength and agility
Are numbers that may make your foes dismayed

Now go forth bold and brave, never give in!
But take heed: leaving is a deadly sin.






















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