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Twas the night before Kara and all through the guild the members were hoping their spot wouldn't be filled.
Their subscription was posted In GEMS with much care In hopes that when Prince died They would be there.
When in Deadwood Pass There arose such a clatter As Horde fought Alliance as if winning would matter.
I sprang from the bridge in cat form, for sure, Because a night elf who fell would splat in a blur
And landing I ran with swiftness to help with Moonfire, and Starfire while Horde ran and yelped
When what to my wondering eyes should appear But Kalvair with eight other guildies right there!
On, Snowlayn! On, Jerle! On, Sylvis and Rolf! On, Jokai! On, Grimmstone! On, Deisel and Rough!
To the top of the hill! To the top of the wall! Now kill the horde! Kill the horde! Kill the horde all!
And the fighting went on for hours it seemed until all red was exhausted and they ran as we screamed
And as we entered the gates Of Kara to raid Kal was heard on TS saying he wouldn't trade
His guildies for any For they were the best And they are like family And they pass the test.
And in Kara that night something magic took ground Our team worked like clockwork All the bosses were downed
And Kal could be heard, as he ran and took flight, Saying, "CD is the best! Thanks, all, for the fight!"
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