Quote Originally Posted by Wallac3 View Post
Armies of millions marching for hours
Just for the chance to knock down my towers
My food may be stolen, some pride may be bruised
But my army i can feed makes me better then you
So cry and whine pillage the weak
The future of your army is looking bleak
Summer is coming vacations come by
Take the days off and your army will die
The effort is useless they will be in vein
As you spend all your time playing this game

I too liked your poem I thought it was great!
And I so like the way you’ve accepted your fate
If it makes you feel good to think your better then me
I can live with those thoughts as you fall to your knees
The future of my Army shines like a new nickel
But if you open your gate yours will be in a pickle
My vacation is handled it’s not rocket science
My troops will get fed by my awesome Alliance
And my efforts aren’t useless nor are they in vain
But alas you are right about my time in this game