There once was a dispersed priest from Elwynn
Who couldn’t find a dungeon to play in
She got kicked once or twice
by players not very nice
so she plagued their groins, for the win!
Bonkin’ Orc noggins, all over Twilight
Smashing kegs with blessing of might,
She wasn’t knocking boots
To hear the tawny owl hoots
She just wanted the rep to have a good knight!
Watching Conan O’Brien and writing
The laptop is not much good for kiting
It’s missing the “a” key
So I can’t go west, see
But can respond to guild-chat with smiting!