LOL! Yes i have a beard, have i never said??!
I also have hairy legs and i often go by the name of Ted.
When i look at you, a smile upon my face.
I wonder, will you look as good in 30 years when dentures are in place.
I found a rhyme, it made me giggle, i have tweaked it, just for you, my friendly little niggle xD
~They should have asked Lady Psyber~
Opinions abound but who is wrong and who is right.
People need a prophet, a diffuser of the light.
Someone they can turn to as the crises rage and swirl.
Someone with the remedy, the wisdom, and the pearl.
Well, they should have asked Lady Psyber, she would have told em there and then
Her thoughts on zulie sellers, spammers and how Junon is with men,
The future of the game, gem prices going south
The wait for new updates, GMS, she would give it clout.
Yes they should have asked Lady Psyber, she can sort out any mess
She can rejuvenate the economy she can cure any distress.
So any little niggle, anything you want to know
Just run it past Lady Psyber, wind her up and let her go.
Congestion in Zant, the protection of noobs
The damage to the economy, botters and thugs.
These may defeat the brain of any bloke
But present it to Lady Psyber and she will solve it at a stroke.
She will clarify the situation, she will make it crystal clear
You will feel the glazing of your eyeballs, and the bending of your ear.
Upon these areas she brings her intellect to shine
In a great compelling voice thats twice as loud as yours or mine.
When it comes to tolerance she hasnt got a lot
Zulie sellers should be guillotined and spammers should be shot.
Encyclopaedias, on them we never have to call
Why clutter up the bookshelf when Lady Psyber knows it all! <3
A story of Lady
I start this story light
A future possibility so bright
Rose filled with toons
No space in any room
We digress to the past
Changes occur so fast
With more bugs than a feature
I find myself a teacher
For a poor player in Zant
I yell and I pant
My requests for service: a rant
I foresee a future with doom
We progress to the present
The item mall our only res'dent
New features so rare
Cities increasingly bare
Players quitting by the bunch
I chomp at the bit and I munch
A lazy developer time to spare
More free content only fair
People think i'm so square
For screaming and yelling
And spending my time telling
Of customer service smelling
Like poop to my nose
So far from a good ROSE
The potential unfounded
Our hopes tied up and bounded
In a very dark tomb
I am MrsUnderstood
I have bled for this game
My mind numb, my mind pained
All know where I have stood
I would change if I could
My spitting and yelling
My ranting and dwelling
On things that should change
Utopia so closely in range
And if I might be so bold
People hate when I scold
My love for this game unquestioned
Because I scream and I yell
About potential that does not unfold
Glorious futures untold
So many things possible
New updates covered in mold
Free content we ask for
This game I hug and adore
Time between updates a snore
High expectations so flat upon the floor
With our userbase waning
Still Gravity eyes covet our gold's
To this I say to our lazy dev's
PLEASE fix this wondrous game
I beg and I ask for
Before you kill it and it folds.
So listen to me now
I give you this vow
My passion for Rose unquenched
I refused to be benched
By people tired of my posts
I love to resurrect ghosts
Of fun and users past
It is sad it never could last
But I will always give it my most
My fingers pointed, ready to roast
At those who REALLY should do more
To keep all of us from bore
Edited by LadyPsyber, 08 June 2011 - 05:03 PM.