Author Topic: Blockland poem  (Read 3285 times)

Blockhead, blockhead, building bright
In the forests of the night.

What immortal hammer or wrench
Could setup thy fearful build of a trench.
Rate mine pls!

Roses are red
Violets are blue
One look at the forums and it's got you
You close the tab and go away
But once you're here, you're here to stay
You make some friends who share your pain
You make one mistake and are forever shamed
You make a post saying your good byes
But without the forum your heart has died
You buy yet another key and come back
Under a different name with your rep intact
However you will not go very far
As a new name cannot hide who you are

Holy stuff, what could this be?
A lego game, maybe?
I took a peek four years ago today,
I knew it'd be fun, so I decided to play.
After hours and hours of joy around the land,
I realized how easy it was, to get banned.
Oh Blockland you joyous buzzing bee
While badspot swims in his lake of money
Blockland, you'll always be my friend,
And the forums won't leave you alone, until the end
This game is a pile of stuff that I love,
I'll play it when I die up in heaven above
Please don't go, it'll make me sob!
For then I know I'll have to get a job,
Blockland Blockland and here I sit
Writing a poem, about how much I adore it.

There once was a man playing V20 Blockland,
Building a house on Slate Desert's sand
When the Lord of the Shadows came,
The man acted unusually tame,
As the Lord of the Shadows struck the land.

for how stuffty I am at rhyming I thought this was pretty good

Roses are red
Blockland is a good game
if you dont buy a key i'll call a bomb squad onto your house.