The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated May 5, 2004
Power-gamer poetry
To all Power-gamers:
Dear Sirs it hath come to my attention
That a very special few,
For power-gaming glory stand not within a cue.
Fairness is an asset, which hath not been learned
Glory is an honour, which will not be earned
For power-gaming glory is not a thing for to be proud
We ask that you play fair our game
Not stand afar all lost in shame
Oh Sirs I do bequeath you with one small request
To fairly play our games this is not a jest
For you all void of niceness do sap away our fun
All hard work and planning doth become undone
So power-gamers please heed you now my call
Or you oh power-gamers will soon become a fall
For we the fair researchers have had just quite enough
Of power-gaming glory seekers acting big and tough
Now sirs I ask you, your response to this
For power-gaming glory is not for you to miss
One chance for response I give thee in next weeks post
If you power-gaming glory seekers see it fit to boast.
For a poem I shall write just for you it seems
Of one sided imagery and power-gamer dreams.