'Deemins En' Draegans' - Poem by Ian McArthur
(second of WoW/parody poems by the troll Swéll. If I get a laugh, I'm satisfied)
Will da world end in da fire of da Lee-jun
or of da black draegans?
From what I've heard from da warlocks
Da Deemins got fires in a seary-uos way mon,
But den, da Draegans Be breathin et mon!
Deemins bin tryin' ta burn da sky en' da rock
While Deathwing rieped open azeroth's lesions
Eit-der lot bae nasty voodoo
En' I tell ya, it bae crap mon!
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