What Rocket through Yonder Window Doth Gib?

[scar3crow]

I think this might be the 200th thread...

Anyways, I stumbled upon this poem from 1997, thought you guys might enjoy it.

WHEN I AM DONE WORKING AN EIGHT HOUR DAY
I WANT TO RELAX IN A SICK SORT OF WAY
I FIND RANDOM PEOPLE ON SERVERS AFAR
I BLOW THEM TO KIBBLES WHILE CHUCKLING "HAR HAR"
I DONT PROMOTE VIOLENCE, FOR NOBODY SHOULD
BUT QUAKE IS FOR KILLING AND KILLING IS GOOD

from Bone of Clan 'Tard who have probably been defunct for at least 7 years now.

I love stuff like this.

[Bank]

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You see me in the dark
And my fireshaft looks you down
My eye is sharp tonight
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My grin is wide as you fly though the air
Bits of your hide and clumps of your hair
I love to watch as you clutter the ground
Liberated from your mortal coil
And so as I laugh at your terrible fate
The sharp sting of lightning touches my grate
And I yell in agony as I fall into fire
Your chuckle of glee made my recall the prior
As if I was a fool to stand clueless in spot
Your damnable doublespawn hath upon brought
A new type of murder the best of all kinds
Your bloody telefrag hath freed me from my binds!
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[Monster]

I kill you. You kill me
I killed yer whole damn family
With a big fat Rocket and a shot from me to you
Won't you say you'll kill me too?