Come one, come all. Summoners please hear
The truth about Riot is finally clear
But first to understand, realize comprehend
I must say the beginning, the middle, then end
On the bright monitor, the group hit and scratched
The PC before them started the League match
But try as they may to stop it, they could not
Their old friend, once human, was now just a bot
They watched as he helplessly entered team-fights
And was shredded to pieces by bots full of spite
They felt the ground rumble, and smelled a foul stench
From behind them they heard "Why hello. I'm Tahm Kench."
The hideously ugly demon began
"I'm grateful for your friend. Truly, I am.
You see, once long ago, when you five made this game
He made me a deal in return for its fame"
"Five years from then, at season 5's finals
He'd unleash the champs for just one week-a trial
But now that we're here, we hate where we've been
Hah. Your friend is the fool who let me in."
And this was the end to Tahm Kench's grim tale
My friend, I will see you next Summoner's Sale