A Poem: ranked play

Darius is red Garen is blue I can't buy a win neither can Aphromoo

My teammates lack logic They do not care They chase the first champ they see And falll into the enemy's lair

They feed in the bot lane They feed in the mid They afk farm in the jungle And camp for feeders While I'm 1v2 I go even for a long time Oh, yes it's true But you can't 1v2 for 15+ min While your team feeds and loses around you

Your teammates don't ward They lack basic logic If they lost the first 5 times The 8th isn't the charm

Ping, roam, gank It does not matter 12 and oh, oh and 12 My mmr never gets fatter I lose and I lose And then lose some more I'm really about ready To show your game the door

You once had a game People could really enjoy New players listened And learned to improve Now they get away with flaming When all you ask is that they help ward Losing without having a chance to have an impact on the outcome Can make players board

So when you look back soon And wonder why low elo is nothing but trolls anymore Just remember you did this By worrying more about what's in your store

There's plenty of competition out there now Trying to dethrone league The way you run your business I swear you want your decent players To help those businesses succeed

It really is sad You don't give a damn About decent people Who used to be your fan

They've played your game for years And invested plenty of time and money But you'd rather have new inters/trolls Than honest longtime players - isn't that funny