By Furious Squirrel #12351
Twas the night before tug-of-war
and all through the game
Heroes prepared for fighting
But it wasn't the same
Saint Justin had come
And given us hope
That the game wasn't done
It's on an upward slope
Now I prepared my powers.
My gear and my stats.
I set up my avatar
Bought him a new hat
I ran to the front page
To check for the news
I was ready for some rage
I laced my butt-kicking shoes
I was on team Nice
What a fun place to be
It is like it is a slice
Of how it is to be me.
Unlike other players
Who enjoy being evil
I am always a good guy
Never the nasty little weasel
Don't get me wrong
I have to say
Those who sing an evil song
Are fun to play
But being naughty, I'm not
One for such a path
I'd rather be nice
It isn't a hard math
So I prepared my fists,
My powers, my guns
This is going to be a twist
I'm ready for some fun
Twas the night before tug-of-war
Victory will be sugar and spice
For we shall decided
Who's naught and who's nice