By: Saimyre

People will be pwning, forums black and blue

Oh what a Christmas, to be ever bruised

My character new

I’ve much to do

To ever hope to catch up to you

The choirs will be singing; Silent Night

Inside I’ll be lurking, out of sight

A silent soul, please speak up

A kind soul, please toughen up

By start of the year, I’ll find the light

NPC contacts

It’s hard to be tact

Old male pedophiles, I do not love

This is Christmas, Scoops all around

What time of year better to rise high above?

Much time is spent, though it is not in vain

I’ve yet to find a better free game

There’ll be much pwning

Bring them all down

In time and with effort I’ll rise high off the ground