Unabashedly purloined from Good King Wenceslas by John Mason Neale
Good John T looked out upon players on the servers
Where Edge Gamers could be found fighting all with ferver
Mayhem was the rule that night, though the fight was cruel
When a pubber came in sight, swearing like a fool.
"Hither, e, and stand by me, if you know it, telling,
Yonder pubber, who is he? What's that stuff he's yelling?"
"Sire, he has a real grievance, though he puts it rudely,
He's been griefed by those churls three, and complains most crudely."
"Warn them all, explain the rules, bring me chat logs hither,
thou and I will mend their ways, or we’ll kick them thither."
e and CM, forth they went, forth they went together,
Hear the griefer's wild lament and bitter bellyacher.
"Sire, the fight is darker now, and emotions stronger,
Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer."
"Mark my words, my good e, speak unto them boldly,
Thou shall find a polite word, is received less coldly."
In his master's steps he trod, where just rage had vented;
Elevated to eG all his rights updated.
Therefore, EdgeGamers, be sure, what ‘ere rank possessing,
ye who now will bless the fool shall yourselves find blessing.
[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMmxhhfQw0c&feature=related[/ame]
Good John T looked out upon players on the servers
Where Edge Gamers could be found fighting all with ferver
Mayhem was the rule that night, though the fight was cruel
When a pubber came in sight, swearing like a fool.
"Hither, e, and stand by me, if you know it, telling,
Yonder pubber, who is he? What's that stuff he's yelling?"
"Sire, he has a real grievance, though he puts it rudely,
He's been griefed by those churls three, and complains most crudely."
"Warn them all, explain the rules, bring me chat logs hither,
thou and I will mend their ways, or we’ll kick them thither."
e and CM, forth they went, forth they went together,
Hear the griefer's wild lament and bitter bellyacher.
"Sire, the fight is darker now, and emotions stronger,
Fails my heart, I know not how; I can go no longer."
"Mark my words, my good e, speak unto them boldly,
Thou shall find a polite word, is received less coldly."
In his master's steps he trod, where just rage had vented;
Elevated to eG all his rights updated.
Therefore, EdgeGamers, be sure, what ‘ere rank possessing,
ye who now will bless the fool shall yourselves find blessing.
[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMmxhhfQw0c&feature=related[/ame]
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