A night of League, by Gentleman Gems

A night of League, what it would be be. To play at at night, when most are sleepy. Free wins, and easy gg's. Oh the things I could do with a night of League. But upon thy first game I came upon a sight. Two bots, and a diamond smurf. (If they exist, am I right?) I'm quite sure I was in the Rift of Summoners, and not some Knotted Tree Line But I would soon learn, just was online. In this soon to be night of League. The Smurf invaded, only to fall to the enemy 5. And he blamed the support who was half a map away. That poor support watched the his adc flail. Failing in only ways a bot could fail. And the Smurf did rage, at it, but to no avail. In this horrible horrible night of League. We lost, but it was one game, and surly the next would end sweller? But as the chat opened up, we had a Yeller. With bitter rage, his Caps Lock loaded. and with vile tongue, the troll did goaded. and I found myself quickly muting the two. and the enemy 5 maned me, what could I do? For non could save me, in the night of League. and 2 more, and 4 more, into madness I dive. deeper then the pro Yasuo, accept I survived. And what, do you ask, was the time It was 12 AM, my mood now sour like lime. But now morning came, and my face like a hairy ape My skin smelly, brain dying, and jaw agape. I decided, with my remaining sanity, to sleep this nightmare away For never shall I speak of this, on any night, or day. Never will I speak, of my night of league.