EPTThe perfect start I think,
as I split without a blink.
An ebay in my nat,
delaying an second hat
Blasphemy!, I scream
Begun, has the Terran dream.
As I cry,
A vulture run by.
A brilliant surround, you say
Will keep the vultures at bay.
From hours watching streams of ret
I know about the next threat
Fly away!! I order my overlord
A restless Wraith is easily bored
What can I do?
Where can I hide?
I plead, as the overlord fall leaving a silent moo.
not much left of my zerg pride.
I need not yet to despair.
A pillar rises from the creep.
The avenging scourge now roams the air
Wraiths now fall with a discrete beep.
At last I am free!
But I need to see.
What does he do?
Maybe a rax, or perhaps two?
My scout cannot get in,
the marines are quick to stim
I need to rush,
soon he will march
A timed push,
could be harsh
AUARGH, a sound that indicates a zerg win.
How wrong I can be, it was just the stim
As the beautiful medic gently heal,
A brutal pain, the sunkens now feel.
Obliterated I lay
What else is there to say.
He striked with vengeful might
My sunkens could not hold,
He played his cards right,
I had to fold.
My lurkers were too slow
His marines could just mow
In my mind; points gone, a terrible theft.
My fingers type; Lucker, NOBARS LEFT!
(Ending inspirational thanks goes to Mogg)
Good thread
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