I wrote this a while back and realized I forgot to post it here. XD Anyway, it's a poem I wrote in an IM to Ranc. And he enjoyed it. Have fun reading ;)

Rancor, a friend with remorse
Depressed all the time, and not by much force
Talks about boredom, sadness, and gore
Should just learn, that man, how to get out more

I find his roleplay to be not that bad
A sentance of anger, a line that is sad
His fast flitting fingers type up a storm
But oh how I relish in his roleplaying norm

If not, could not, my friend type with greed
To give me more gumption to get on and read
How I wish everyday for Rancor, some fun
instead he IMs with his hands on a gun

"There's nothing to do and noone on"
Everyday it seems I will hear his old song
Bear it off, I will, with a wince as he shrugs,
"My life sucks all the time, all I need is more drugs"

Still all day long, I wait for my friends' arrival
In hopes to rp with Moritsune's all-time rival
Watching with amaze in this time I adored
Waiting all night long, Rancor whines that he's bored

"So let's get on with it!" I'll shout in my stress
World of Warcraft Beta, being your time's press
One day, my friend, I will catch you and you'll see
One night, my friend, We're going to rp.

Wow! That's great!

It's things like that though, you have to also say the reason is great, not only the whole thing. *hint* *wink* *hint hint*

err... *shrug* :P *runs away*

Nicely written, and pretty good. Especially since its very, very true....:P