siddify wrote:While browsing our Conquer Club’s wonderful site, I happened across a horrible thing.
I noticed, too late, that there was a contest to write a short po’m, CC’s praise to sing.
Alas, woe is me, for it was not to be (and perhaps ‘twas my newbiness that was to blame),
But in spite of my tardiness, I resolve now to submit my own poem to you, just the same.
Oh beautiful Conquer Club, site of the brave,
Where every wee lass and each strapping knave,
Can all come together and join in the fun
Of rolling the dice to vanquish someone.
The joy, yea, the thrill of sweet victory
Is so keen and so timeless, even for me,
A meek, lowly newbie who cannot ignore
Nor grasp, breadth and depth, all CC has in store:
The volume of maps and various ways
To play on this site, I could go on for days.
And yet, as my head still continues to spin
From all that I’ve found on this site, deep within
I know it is only the start; there’s much more!
My games are limited to a max of four.
I have yet to enter the Premium bliss,
Especially since this contest I missed.
But, nevertheless, I will steady my course,
And continue to battle with my little force.
I’m determined to grow and advance in this game
And soon people on this site will know my name!
For I will wage war on the high and the mighty,
And humble the proud, the smart and the flighty.
I’ll roll my three dice, the green or the pink,
And plow through your stacks before you can blink.
And as the dust settles and you look around,
You’ll see all your troops are under the ground.
For that’s how it works; it’s Conquer Club’s way.
The stronger of mind (and of luck) wins the day.
That’s why all (from cooks to famed Blitzaholic)
Come to this site to commune and to frolic.
We all want to think that our brains are the best,
And as a result, we’re all now obsessed.
So, Conquer Club, here’s to us and to you.
To say that we’re please with your site ain’t quite true.
It’s more than simply a feeling we feel,
It’s more an obsession, our hearts you did steal.
Here’s to playing the game in the fog or just sunny,
For suiciding (when we think we’re SO funny),
For Clan wars, tournaments, and assassinations,
For newbies like me who are conquering nations.
Here’s to calling out, slamming, and foe-ing the guy,
Who lost you the game and doesn’t know why.
Here’s to the bad dice we all complain about,
And to letting our first turn in freestyle timeout.
It’s all in the fun and the thrill of the game.
You know we all do it, but complain just the same.
And here’s to me owning you on any map,
Just pick one, invite me, your a** I’ll b****-slap.
And now, as my poem has come to its close
There’s just one more thing that I want you to know.
The next time a contest like this one comes in,
You know I’ll be there, and you know I will win!
So I guess now’s the time for me to say goodbye.
This poem was brought to you by siddify.
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