Twenty newbs, by David Emery
Twenty Newbies in a line,
seeking kills and wasting time,
they all fall one by one,
to the mighty player having fun,
the newbies die both hi and low,
finding no safe place to go,
mauled by shockwave, and SB,
then the poor newbs bow to me,
I have had fun and this is well,
send the newbies all to hell!
inspired by a bzflag encounter on April 7th, this poem, and especially the last line do not reflect my feelings toward newbies, it just makes a decent poem.
