Roses are red,
My turrent is blue,
I may be just at Level 6
But I know how to use my Q
And my E, W and ulti
But people judge me because I main Teemo,
I can’t help it – he’s such a cutie!
I may not be pro like Doublelift
But I want to AD Carry just like him.
I am not the best at tank
And for now I can’t gank,
But I can write about it, you see.
It’s all about the weird experience,
A smile on my face when I type GG.
I think I mentioned to you all before that most of my poetry comes from the heart, and lately even though I’ve been immersed in Emerson and Wordsworth again, for some reason I spontaneously made this because I’ve been watching League of Legends tutorials on Youtube again. Hey, the little Novice needs to get better here! 🙂
I haven’t made a blog post about a game in a bit, I think the last one I did was with Unravel (link here!). I might do that again sometime. But back to Rigg’s “Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children” if I’m not, you know, being pulverised on Summoner’s Rift in League that is. It’s a really good book! I almost missed my stop at the train on the way to work once because of it. So if you’re looking for a good book, try that!
(Also, I kind of love how my blog has this pretty chic design and then here is a random League poem. Perfection.)
The Little Novice