I was doing some Literature homework earlier today and came across some haikus in my book. Got in the mood to write some, ended up making a series of them about TF2. Feel free to post your works of art/poetry/other dorky stuff.
Read in the voice of Rucks from Bastion.
Rolling out to mid
Tumbleweeds with a purpose
Our scouts got no buffs
Our demo is fast
Launch bombs across the desert
Their demo went choke
Soldiers go valley
Our roamer jumps their demo
His blood stains the ground
Pocket jumps on box
Standing tall like a cactus
Didn't see the scout
Our med dies early
Scout runs into our demo
Pilled and eats the dirt
Roamer flanks their house
Scout forces them to grab health
Met rockets instead
Our soldier and scout
paint the walls with another
coat of crimson red
Their combo lay dead
Our roamer falls in the fight
Pour one out for him
Red scout tries to run
We stop him dead in valley
Makes a fitting grave
We stand on the point
Proud that the fight has been won
Yet mourning our friends
We regroup again
Knowing that what lies ahead
will be just as hard