My Facebook Poem

Dixon was addicted to a Facebook application;
We thought it was not even worth a mention.
Four of us joined FB and added Fighters’ club,
To see what it was and give Dixon a snub.

And then it happened, I don’t know how.
My friends laughed at Dixon, but I had to bow.
FC was addictive, FC was fun,
My mom though that FB took away her son.

Tireless nights I spent in front of my laptop,
Jumping in fights and trying to be on top.
A small team I was in, called FC_Fighters,
We were so small that we were a bunch of losers.

It was then that I added a few random strangers,
And saw the fights with all its dangers.
I then saw Cheryl, Susan, Mathew and more,
Jumping in fights and never going sore.

That is when I got all dreamy,
And asked the Gronks if they would recruit me.
Susan said yes, and so did Cherry,
I was in to join the fun and make merry.

Popa and Dial-up were always crazy-arse drunk,
they farted so much they were worse than a skunk!
Ryan, Marian, Sultan and Hakeem
were always around to jump and scream.

I was made an admin while I was still new,
I was trusted, one of the very few.
I loved my team, I loved the MSN convos,
We jumped like crazy, we jumped like pros.

Those were the days of amazing fun
I miss them, as now we have none.
That is when the politics started,
The rat cheats had to be blasted.

Rats cheated a lot, scripts, fakes, et al,
But they said each was a pal.
It was obvious, it was just not done,
they screwed the game and it was no more fun.

We were the “light-side,” the name was our pride,
With Elites, Broth, Genovese and KK on our side.
The rats were on the dark-side, obviously,
BHW, Mafia and GFF making it more ugly.

Then the war began, a war of words,
and in the end, many fluttered away like birds.
It was the last that we saw of many a great fighter,
and that only made the situation even more bitter.

That is when I added skype and spoke to many,
Skype is awesome as it costs not a penny.
I spoke to light-siders and dark-siders alike,
Liked some loads and wished others would take a hike.

Tushar admitted that he loaded fights like crazy,
Taxman, Nadheeh, Anna and Oishee made him feel more cozy.
The Skyping days started out real awesome,
But the cheats made it rather bothersome.

I quit Skype, I nearly quit FC,
I thought I would only wait and see.
Things got no better, we blamed Atif for it all;
Some even asked if he were born without a ball.

Verbal wars were then a daily affair,
Nothing was left, except despair.
We decided to quit as there was no scope,
But that is when Eric brought us hope.

There was hope, and it was in plenty,
The genius came up with iTNT!
Vishul promised that it would kick FC’s butt,
To not believe him, I would have to be a nut.

Rohini asked me if I would join the Illuminati,
And I was immediately game to join the party.
iTNT was launched a couple of hours late,
But we had too much fun, and FC to abominate.

Chris, Isthi and Sasitha were around to kick arse,
Fights were many and surely not sparse.
We fought our friends and enemies alike,
The game was awesome, there was nothing not to like.

The Illuminati went on a recruiting spree,
With Chris “the SAKer” Raj at the base of the tree.
We all voted him as our leader,
As there is no better SAKer.

There was chaos, there was confusion,
But nothing could have been any more fun.
We got several big names to join our team,
But to me, my Twinnie was the cream.

The panic fights did not last long,
The richer fighters were the ones who were strong.
Then came the errors, which everyone hated;
We waited for them to clear with breaths bated.

RUTHLE$$ was our ally, they were our friends,
But that was not to last, and we had to make amends.
The Elites have been with us from our first FC day,
With SWAT having pros and TORQUE for those who went astray.

We waited for the first tactical fight,
For in that, we would show our might.
We decided to have a fun run by fighting between allies,
We learnt loads while having fun, and I speak no lies.

We were then ready to take on every Gladiator,
And show them what we meant by belabor.
We did well, but a bit too well,
They started to cheat, and then rebel.

The fakes were back, never to leave the game,
Real players left, calling the cheats lame.
And still we fought hard, so hard did we fight,
We went right on top and we proved our might.

The Illuminati is a group of crazy fools,
With perverts, oldies, kids, SAKers and even mules!
The conferences always have Albert, Heshy, Agni and Dash,
With Benji showing up like a rash.

Shanky, Kristin, Nuzri and the twins are amazing,
With Mercia, Izzy and the rest always blazing.
I am not so regular on iTNT anymore,
But it is something I still do adore.

On FB, I now have many a friend,
And the list only continues to ascend.
Some like the Gronks, Mercia and Vishul,
Who I know for ages and are still cool.

FB changed my life, it gave me confidence,
My writing skills found the right audience.
Some liked it, some did not,
But all I cared about was how good I got.

And thus ends my Facebook poem,
With nothing as much as a problem.
I will take up no more of your time,
And I say this just to make it rhyme. 😛