Ode to the Sunday Scrim

risk, Tue Oct 18 2011, 12:36PM

Sunday Scrim


Load your favorite weapon, cinch that helmet tight

We’re playing Urban Terror on a Sunday night.

At the end of the week as the light goes dim

Lock the server down cause it’s time to scrim

with clan FSK version 405

on Frozen Sand the wire’s live.

Captains pick your players

Set your routes, plan them strats

Ask the team to work

On keepin that spoon out their stats.

Poe’s Raven ain’t as wily as that FSK Duck

If you try to catch a Beaver, got to wish you luck.

Headless Dank riding after Ichabod Crane

Batmann Boogies with his Xyster

And then Fokker (no, that’s a plane)

Casually strolls over, like a mechanic with a rag

To your waiting body and dips the ole teabag.

Whether Edgar Allan, Giger, or the Brothers Grimm

Digging killing and chilling in the Sunday scrim.


risk
7-23-11