When you think you've won the game
Nothing to do more...
It tends to ring shame,
And infamy galore.

A traitors in their midst,
Spoiled their master plan
To take over the world and beyond
Destroyed by a treacherous man.

Armies ready,
Blades awaiting blood.
Now their master's are
Buried in the mud.

Banished from the dark
And also from the light,
Six, savage warlords
Defeated in one fight.

A entity of shadow,
Who soon would steal their plot
Had them all lined up
Ready to be stabbed and shot.

But a being of higher place came
And took the six away
Hidden in dark prisons, to this very day.

A mutating flood
Tore their prison in two
Wanting blood,
Six swam out into the blue.

Aquatic now they are,
Because of Teridax...
Now the six, BARRAKI, now they release their wrath.

-----------------


Well...

I was bored...

So, you know, what the heck?

Mine as well.

But yeah, I was in a poetic mood from talking with someone via PM, and I decided I had a little spare time.

So...

Review...

Or stuff....




A

Very good, but the rymes need a little work.

Eh.

I know.

Any in particular?

A

Well, see if you can get a fixed number of syllibles per line. That's pretty hard, but if you can do that, ryming comes directly afterwards, beleive me.

AH.

Thanks for the tip.


A