Yasuo Poem

So soon, So soon after Yone, I throw myself at them, Dashing faster than they can see, Winds howling around me, As they fill with fury. At one, I'm stronger than they are, Hurling tornadoes, On the rift and scar. At two, I'm untouchable, Just moving too fast, they won't last. At three, I'm godlike, blocking everything, in one huge power-spike. One crit, two crit, it's insane damage, and I'm healing for it. I'll bully the lane, as the creeps just fall dead before me, so pray your jungler camps, cuz you aren't worthy. I pushed too far, and sure enough, the jungler came, and with no minions behind me, I got killed in my lane. But whatever, They didn't outplay me, so let them dance, I'll just come back to lane, with 100% crit chance. They backed, and I took a turret, then half of another, So I went down to bot, and bullied them too, but with my windwall, there was nothing they could do. And once we got to teamfights, well, Let's just say, with Malpite and Wukong, The wombo combo, didn't take long. Three knockups, and leona's stun, didn't leave much left, it wasn't even fun. But I'll accept the win, With my skillful champ, it's just a freebee, whenever I choose yasuo... GG EZ!

An alternative ending

So soon, So soon after Yone, I throw myself at them, OH HELL, it's malz- first blood