I was inspired by dredd's 'Twas the Day Before Christmas poem, so I decided to drop a verse of my own.
Oh I love the green and jet black
Streaks jumping down dark lanes
The thrill of hearing thunder crack
And plasma scoring through your veins
Covering all the greatest stretches
To some they seem in vain
But when they see my name on the board
My cossack
Sources the pain.
I love a Taran's company
I juice the wall, no shame
For when the reds come after me
A full barrel of plasma rains
An Orkan is nigh better nor worse
Though a feisty gun to tame
Terror quenches its darkened thirst
To loose its golden chain
All enemies are a target to me
Thus as am I to they,
And I prove to my enemy
Why Cossacks rule the game
I love my Taran cossack
(Buy one and don't delay!)
And see why aerial attack
Makes you want to say
I love my Cossack's Taran
Five point five is easy to pay
Its beauty and its terror
Surely rules the game.
Yeah its crap in comparison to
war-robots-forum.freeforums.net/thread/1035/twas-day-before-christmas but I just thought Cossacks and that poem both deserved a shout out, so I killed two stones with one bird.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!