Just a bit of fun...
A man content, let’s call him Nick, did start to gather things
They were of steel and Hollywood and had to have no dings
He hoarded them but felt alone, he felt the need to share
And so he found a group online, assassins who seemed to care
Ninjas were they, from far and wide, they gathered to talk of steel
Friends were made and help received, happy Nick did feel
So all seemed well in steelbook land and fun was being had
But friends and family griped and groaned that this was just a fad
“No!” cried Nick “you’re wrong to say such appalling slurs”
“just look at them, gaze in awe, become as connoisseurs”
They viewed, they looked, but most just turned and looked as if to say
“You’ve lost us Nick”, and it was clear their minds were not to sway
And so to steel Nick’s mind did turn, which one would he get next
And so he clicked upon the Search and started to write text
A price to pay, a steel to trade, a new one to his lair
So many of which I covet still, but which one should I snare?
The Man of Iron and all his worth seem to set a tone
His glory seems to guarantee his place upon the throne
But wait, what’s this, from distant shores a pretender seems to lurk
Play.com, their Man of Iron, and many seem to smirk
An ancient search, through ages past, continues far and wide
The Holy Grail, tattoo, uncut, is it bona fide?
Open or sealed, to each his own, we talk and talk and talk
Our prey defined, we wait and watch just like a hungry hawk
Collections vast, noobs like me, all are welcome here
Ask for help and it shall come of that you have no fear
It is these things that bring us back to friends of Ninja kind
A better place a steel junkie could not expect to find.
God I'm bored ;-)
A man content, let’s call him Nick, did start to gather things
They were of steel and Hollywood and had to have no dings
He hoarded them but felt alone, he felt the need to share
And so he found a group online, assassins who seemed to care
Ninjas were they, from far and wide, they gathered to talk of steel
Friends were made and help received, happy Nick did feel
So all seemed well in steelbook land and fun was being had
But friends and family griped and groaned that this was just a fad
“No!” cried Nick “you’re wrong to say such appalling slurs”
“just look at them, gaze in awe, become as connoisseurs”
They viewed, they looked, but most just turned and looked as if to say
“You’ve lost us Nick”, and it was clear their minds were not to sway
And so to steel Nick’s mind did turn, which one would he get next
And so he clicked upon the Search and started to write text
A price to pay, a steel to trade, a new one to his lair
So many of which I covet still, but which one should I snare?
The Man of Iron and all his worth seem to set a tone
His glory seems to guarantee his place upon the throne
But wait, what’s this, from distant shores a pretender seems to lurk
Play.com, their Man of Iron, and many seem to smirk
An ancient search, through ages past, continues far and wide
The Holy Grail, tattoo, uncut, is it bona fide?
Open or sealed, to each his own, we talk and talk and talk
Our prey defined, we wait and watch just like a hungry hawk
Collections vast, noobs like me, all are welcome here
Ask for help and it shall come of that you have no fear
It is these things that bring us back to friends of Ninja kind
A better place a steel junkie could not expect to find.
God I'm bored ;-)
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