User blog:Abigail Misty Briarton/A poem for Russman

Russman your a very old aged guy, The war machine is your favorite buy, You constantly lose your memory, Marlton is your great enemy.

Russ you reveal your older than 75, Yet you still feel very alive, You have a painfully bad hip that gives, But Russman don't care as long as he still lives.

You and Sthulinger are somewhat buddies, But you and Misty are like nobodies, You have a passion for explosions, And think marlton should face expulsion.

You think the world is at end, You know this isn't pretend, You lead and assure the rest, And tell them it's for the best.

The apparent leader is you, The entire crew knows your true, True leader with a lot of fight, That's why you can survive the night.

Thanks for reading. Have a great day! Abigail Misty Briarton (talk) 00:44, August 1, 2013 (UTC)