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Why Billy Had No Friends
Billy was a little boy
Who played on his computer.
He played only one type of game.
That was first person shooter.
Billy played and Billy died
For that is part of the game,
But Billy died more than most
Cause damn that boy was lame.
Whenever little Billy died,
He made a witty retort.
"STFU, N00b" Billy cried
Cause Billy was a bad sport.
His grammar was atrocious.
His skills were not quite leet.
And when he lost, Billy said
Some words I can't repeat.
Other players tried to calm him down
As Billy lay there dead.
They suggested he not play anymore.
Actually... GTFO, they said.
That's when little Billy's life
Took a drastic turn.
He decided he would rather cheat
And let them bitches burn.
Billy started spawn camping
And next he started botting.
But as his score was slowly rising,
His brain was quickly rotting.
As his brain diminished,
Slowly dying inside his head,
Little Billy grew quite bored
And played other games instead.
But sports were not his style.
He had no brains for strategy.
So little Billy made the decision
To try an MMORPG.
That was Billy's big mistake.
He'd finally have to pay.
For Fate dumped poor little Billy
Into a Gamemaster's way.
Billy started swearing.
The GM counted strike one.
Strike two came for scamming.
One more and he'd be done.
Then our little Billy
Made a dumb GM call.
"Strike three!!!" the GM shouted
And the axe began to fall.
Billy was quickly warped to jail
His account received a flaggin'.
And when Billy started to whine,
I fed him to a dragon.
And what became of poor Billy,
The boy who had no friends?
I dragged him out into the street
And shot him cause no one likes a retard.
The End
Billy was a little boy
Who played on his computer.
He played only one type of game.
That was first person shooter.
Billy played and Billy died
For that is part of the game,
But Billy died more than most
Cause damn that boy was lame.
Whenever little Billy died,
He made a witty retort.
"STFU, N00b" Billy cried
Cause Billy was a bad sport.
His grammar was atrocious.
His skills were not quite leet.
And when he lost, Billy said
Some words I can't repeat.
Other players tried to calm him down
As Billy lay there dead.
They suggested he not play anymore.
Actually... GTFO, they said.
That's when little Billy's life
Took a drastic turn.
He decided he would rather cheat
And let them bitches burn.
Billy started spawn camping
And next he started botting.
But as his score was slowly rising,
His brain was quickly rotting.
As his brain diminished,
Slowly dying inside his head,
Little Billy grew quite bored
And played other games instead.
But sports were not his style.
He had no brains for strategy.
So little Billy made the decision
To try an MMORPG.
That was Billy's big mistake.
He'd finally have to pay.
For Fate dumped poor little Billy
Into a Gamemaster's way.
Billy started swearing.
The GM counted strike one.
Strike two came for scamming.
One more and he'd be done.
Then our little Billy
Made a dumb GM call.
"Strike three!!!" the GM shouted
And the axe began to fall.
Billy was quickly warped to jail
His account received a flaggin'.
And when Billy started to whine,
I fed him to a dragon.
And what became of poor Billy,
The boy who had no friends?
I dragged him out into the street
And shot him cause no one likes a retard.
The End
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