| | I created this this morning... please read it, even if you don't play. Tell me what you think..
Hmmm....
World of Warcraft is its name,
We are so glad that it came.
You can play it without shame,
Just remember your own name!
In the tree Teldrassil,
There the night has its will.
As the moonlight filters still,
The Night Elves lounge there on the hills.
Mulgore is full of ancient lore,
You can see it through every door.
Be careful as you ponder days of yore,
Or you'll be slaughtered by pesky boars.
In Trisfal Glades there is a place,
Which used to have a true great race.
They were just and very chaste,
Now most of them have no face!
Elwynn, Elwynn, it is a forest,
Where many have been there right before us.
The paladins there always implore us,
To fight in just, swift, and holy chorus.
There is a place called Durotar,
For some it isn't very far.
The people there believe in war,
Because their lives have been so hard.
Loch Modan is covered in snow,
More than we could possibly know.
Dwarves and Gnomes there do roam,
At least they like their ice-cold home!
Druids just recently came,
From a place which called their name.
Don't harass, or they will maim,
Claw, and tear you with their fangs.
Hunters track both man and beast,
They befriend the last to say the least.
Some would say they're very weak,
Until they fall to large, white teeth.
Rogues don't really like to fight,
They stalk instead in dead of night.
They take pains to avoid the light,
They kill with stealth instead of might.
Warlocks show no remorse,
For the demons they call forth.
They cast and kill then laugh so hoarse,
Many take to avoid of course.
Warriors are not so bright,
They bash, and kill, and stalk and fight.
It's no wonder so many have died,
However, blood always splashes upon their knife.
Shamans are the only caretakers,
Of things which are mystical in nature.
Totems are their one main feature,
Destroy them fast or you'll need a preacher.
Priests are the healing makes,
We beg for them to join our ranks.
We cover them with lots of tanks,
So they don't fall for foolish sakes.
No one messes with a mage,
Who calls down fire and lots of rage.
From them we all just keep our pace,
And just watch them and be amazed.
Paladins are soldiers of the Book,
It's memorized and they never look.
They carry it around with one large hook,
At least we know they're not forsook!
Enjoy...
Eilaniku
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