When i was travelling into yonder beam
Things were not as they seem
Harbinger's crap, has aim like a bat
Couldn't hit my neighbours old cat
As i limped into yonder beam
Things looked like a dream
Saw bodies and a keeper, knew i was deeper
No time to be a little weeper
As i pressed the console
In my dark lonely househole
My Shepard collapsed
Like a silly old twat
Soon my eyes saw
Like a stain on a door
A small figure approach
Like a disfigured cockroach
Tis when i met Spacebrat
That plotholes got fat
With no logic contained, the story just wained
No choice to see Spacebrat slain
OH Yonder Plothole
Blog entry posted by KingofBulgaria, May 8, 2012.
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