Ode To WickedFire
She was n't like all the other girls,
With her auburn hair and sun kissed skin.
She shone like a star amongst the turds,
Of guru scum and forlorn DP members.
Like the wind from the south,
She blew the stench away.
With her sweet aroma, we forgot
The misery of peasantry and days of toil.
Gay men fought over her, fighting for her love.
A look, a glance was all they wanted.
Not to be trolled or even a Like but a nod
To their existence.
Oh WickedFire, we came to bath in the
Glow of your presence. Yearning for your sweet
Embrace. We had to fight many wars to get here.
Many dick rolls to endure and cold bitter nights in
She was n't like all the other girls,
With her auburn hair and sun kissed skin.
She shone like a star amongst the turds,
Of guru scum and forlorn DP members.
Like the wind from the south,
She blew the stench away.
With her sweet aroma, we forgot
The misery of peasantry and days of toil.
Gay men fought over her, fighting for her love.
A look, a glance was all they wanted.
Not to be trolled or even a Like but a nod
To their existence.
Oh WickedFire, we came to bath in the
Glow of your presence. Yearning for your sweet
Embrace. We had to fight many wars to get here.
Many dick rolls to endure and cold bitter nights in
The shadow of Pewep our cruel webmaster.
Oh WickedFire, your beauty shines from afar,
You stand on your mountain, like a Goddess,
With blazing eyes and outstretched hands.
The northern light for lost men of the IM world.
Your guards standing beside you, to your left,
The indomitable Grindstone and his 12” sword.
To your right CCarter – a fierce warrior hewn from the starry heavens.
With the oracle Guerilla whispering ancient wisdom
To the great legion of homos sitting at your feet.
You came from the womb of your mother Jon,
You grew strong, like a young child, you suckled at her breast,
Until you became a legend, a myth. WaFo members feared you
As your strength increased. Your ugly cousin BHW watched in envy
As you grew into a tall oak, providing - suddenly ass - and shade
For marketers from afar.
For marketers from afar.
You were inb4 memes, “did not read” and animated gifs. You ruled
With justice, wielding your ban hammer like a wild banshee. Fools
Suffered in your presence. Banished and exiled to spend their days
In insanity and torment at the warrior forum.
Oh WickedFire, how my heart yearns for you,
I dream about you when I am awake, I check my pm's like a hawk,
In case I am called upon. Let me kiss your shadow,
For I am not worthy to look upon your face.
Oh sweet, sweet WickedFire.
