Who would have thought to find within Tactics
Parallels to something complex as love
Although be it only the bare basics
The ideas behind it stay true above
The Knight stands sturdy upon level land
The Archer sits high while gripping the yew
Slothful Knight with protective shield in hand
When the target was reached it had been slew
With the kill is the masterful bowman
Crafty and aggressive with precision
Left in dismay the Knight goes off again
The archer not in final decision
Off in the distance awaits a black mage
With fire in eyes, flames blaze from soul's cage
There's ships all around me,
firing off their bombs,
shooting all their bullets,
dying for the cause.
I carefully take aim,
time it right and fire.
But when my shot misses,
I spam to my heart's desire.
There's plenty talk of newbies,
and all things that are lame.
There're brown nosers,
children and posers.
Not sure why I came.
My team, we did conquer,
we captured the golden flags.
Our victory came so quick,
most called us fags.
I do now remember,
just why I play.
It's 'cause of all the fun,
with one shot,
to ruin someone's day.