For The White House
Quick little poem I wrote. 
For the White House.
Obama, Obama, please stop the drama,
CA section is in danger.
I'm tired of spammers, flamers, and such,
And the people that ask Liz to bang her.
The minions will come,
The minions will fight.
I wonder will they win?
Hey, they just might.
But only if you help them,
My dear black prez.
Obama, obama,
Listen to what I says...
It's high time for bans,
with no time for flames.
Im sick of these losers,
Ruining our games.
The great mod you are,
with Liz now at your side
If you tried you definitely could,
make the losers run and hide.
Thank you very much.
~ RPB93, The Poet
For the White House.
Obama, Obama, please stop the drama,
CA section is in danger.
I'm tired of spammers, flamers, and such,
And the people that ask Liz to bang her.
The minions will come,
The minions will fight.
I wonder will they win?
Hey, they just might.
But only if you help them,
My dear black prez.
Obama, obama,
Listen to what I says...
It's high time for bans,
with no time for flames.
Im sick of these losers,
Ruining our games.
The great mod you are,
with Liz now at your side
If you tried you definitely could,
make the losers run and hide.
Thank you very much.
~ RPB93, The Poet