I was having a pretty nice day,
Until DeusVult came out to play,
He cares little about the actual game,
Instead using the externals to boost his fame,
He talks and talks about the TF noobs,
And still tells tales of triumph about the MGGA group,
With Pagasae long gone TF said perhaps he should let go,
But little DeusVult just had to say no,
He has shown with a flourish that he can talk the talk,
Perhaps he should visit Selymbria I'd like to see the walk.
Back onto something more important I say,
As the Selymbrians wake up to a brand new day,
Big Dave and his Indies with declarations of war,
And stories of how Twilight had ended up on the floor,
Many screamed of how he would never win,
Without diplomacy he would drop like a pin,
He screamed MRA as all the alliances began to fight,
Against his poor old Indies left alone,
But he's choosing not to moan,
He's decided against flight,
Maybe the Indies can win tonight?
Then I look a little further east to 65 where Fiasco stay,
With BROSSR threatening to make them pay,
Back west again where we see Blue Magic,
Their fighting skills seem a little bit tragic,
Up north a little we see the Sons,
No more left of smokin guns,
Who on earth will win the fight?
Who will survive in Selymbria tonight?
Thats my best attempt, hopefully it's not too bad