Man, Mer and Mod
Where man, mer and mod collide,
Writers do, their truths, ascribe.
May dragon wake, may noob tremble,
Bring the words that we assemble!
Through virtual realms they run their race,
Never stopping, place to place.
The clever bard, the mighty wit,
Nothing to his back does stick.
Light is left and darkness right,
Red and blue: the ever sight.
We need the maps and histories,
Of epic quests, of noble deeds.
So, build this fortress, guard it strong!
May our words go on and on!
Let us not forget this ‘till,
We fall to earth, our waters spill.