May 06, 2006 17:48
Said a mage to a lock, as they sat on the ground:
"My class are the baddest bus drivers around!
One minute in Felwood, pursued by a bear;
Next minute in Ironforge to rest and repair."
"That's all very well," the lock said with a snort,
"But clearly it's better to summon than port --
As much as it's better to ride than to crawl.
You drive people away, but they come when we call."
"That's as it may be," the mage finally allowed,
"But we truly excel in control of the crowd.
If too many trolls stand between us and treasure,
We turn them to sheep to be sheared at our leisure."
"Sheep are cute," said the lock, "and quite fit for a dip,
But they don't have the style of a corset and whip.
My demon can charm any orc till he purrs --
I just loot their chests while they're staring at hers."
The mage was struck silent, but answered at last:
"Our water's essential to make things go fast.
Just think of a raid with no water at all --
You'd start out in spring and not finish till fall!"
"Water's nice," said the lock, "for those folks who can't tap;
But remember one thing when your raid turns to crap --
When all priests are down and the tank has been owned:
You may bring the drinks, but we get people stoned."
-some random guy on the WoW lock forums-