Feb 14, 2009 04:39
There is a man, so I've been told,
Whose skin is deathly, icy cold
He eats yet does not quench his thirst
For what he yearns for is the worst
Thing a man with morals could
But he promises that drink he never would.
Despite these flaws your love he's took
Reaching through pages of a book
Combine his name with numbers three:
Or rather one that's on repeat
Your favorite number to be precise
Digits only, take my advice
Be sure to enter it thrice
This, you'll find is the address
(He registered with gmail, who'd have guessed?)
Where you'll find the clue that's hidden next
But wait, there's more!
You know the score.
To read the clue you'll need the code
To pass through the security node
9 digits will allow you in
But where to find them, where to begin?
What else does your lover hold dear?
And how might they be doing this year?
Perhaps you should check their stats;
Their games played, record, all of that
I'm sure on that page you will find
The numbers you need, the digits 9
But you must make haste, you must be quick
For while this is not a dirty trick
If you do not solve this clue
By the time I've set for you
The numbers you need will not be the same
And we'll have to end this little game.
At three o'clock Sunday afternoon
The numbers will change, gone all too soon.
GOOD LUCK, YOU'RE ALMOST THERE!