The Bunny
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Playing Overwatch in my office after having shut the door—
While on the computer, I pondered fapping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As if someone was gently rapping, rapping at my office door.
“Go away,” I muttered, “I'm mother fucking trying to play—
I gotta push this payload and I'm just about to score!”
Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December;
And each separate team member, tried my very patience, I was so mad that I swore.
As I wallowed in my sorrow, I swore to God that tomorrow
I'd find a better team and not one that I'd abhor.
This team was not fit for dodgeball, much less were they fit for war.
I'd never play with them anymore.
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
“Yo,” said I, “Leave me the hell alone, you stupid whore;
But the fact is I was blocking as Orisa when you came knocking,
And so quietly you came stalking, stalking up to my office door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—
It was the fucking cat again!