IrishChamp's Shitty Christmas Poetry

[IrishChamp 641]

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the map,

Not a T was spamming, not even the handicap,

The mods were muting and gagging with care;

In a hope that Sir_Conor soon would be there.

The gamblers were gambling, fed up with life,

Hoping they may soon land a knife.

Then without warning, No Good appeared;

Throwing away creds like this wasn't weird.

!gift [player] 1000, easy as that,

Another winner was to be announced in chat.

My smile broadened, filled up with glee,

The winner of 1000 credits was me.

Cheers for reading and apologies if it was shit,

I've undoubtedly made myself look like a tit.

[knock 0]

Nice one. HOORAY!

Save it for a or talent day)))

[Absolute 170]

Hahahaha good one

[Skillershark 43]

Nice poetry, also nice to see something new popping up on the forums ^^

[Fluxy 1,660]

Wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be when I clicked on the thread. Well done brah, sick bars

[sjnokstaart 1]

indeed expected worse nicely done ^^

[Popey456963 17]

Not a T was spamming, not even the handicap,

Do you even have ears o.0

That was a surprisingly good piece of poetry, it made me smile :).

[No Good 85]

Lovely piece of work.

Will you be able to hire for birthday cards?

[Churd 13]

That was amazing lmao

[bestmanalex10 0]

that was pretty good :P

[IrishChamp 641]

Not a T was spamming, not even the handicap,

Do you even have ears o.0

Yeah I just didn't like the ring of "All the T's were spamming and sound boarding like fuck"

:P

Lovely piece of work.

Will you be able to hire for birthday cards?

Sure thing, 2k creds a pop