[Blade6119]

Team Theme: The Life of a WW Player

Haiku:

Evening and the Moon
Bring out fur and fang and flesh
I yearn for morning


Rhyme Poem:

Early in the morning, with fear in my heart,
I check the boards and receive quite a start.
Wondering am I alive or am I dead,
PM indicator flashing - is it what I dread?

How will it be? This terror the wolves send.
Teeth tearing throat, or some other end?
Wait, don't panic. Don't overreact.
I open the message to see if I was whacked.

I'm not dead at all. Oh thank the lord!
We've just been exiled to our own spot on the board.
"Werewolf games have moved" the moderator boasts.
No longer a Grizzled Vet? OMG!!! PEOPLE LOST POSTS

Limerick:

He wanted to control the masses
Cuz everyone acted like asses
He needed some victims
He focused on lupines
And now it is wolves Ben harasses

Acrostic:

Lest you be chosen,
You shall hide amongst the masses,
Not so much that you are marked as...what is the word?
Conspicuous. That is it.
He who barks the loudest leads the charge,
Even though wolves are often known to bark, themselves.
Death awaits the most popular. The rest will hope to see another day.