A poem about Tahm Kench
Because why the hell not
I've been in need of a mechanic lately. Maybe I should call Tahm Wrench?
I have declared war on my enemies, but I'm going to need a Tahm Trench.
I've played versus so many Wukongs that now, I don't even Tahm Blench.
Shurima sucks, there's no water. This thirst I must Tahm Quench.
I'm feeling a bit fancy this morning. Croissants are fancy. Does anyone know a place that's Tahm French?
Wow, I haven't showered in a week. That's a nasty Tahm Stench.
That teamfight was rough - I only escaped with 10 HP! My ass is so Tahm Clenched.
You know, I haven't had a girlfriend in years. I need to find my self a gorgeous Tahm Wench.
"Do YoU sEe ThAt FiSh? DuDe CoMe On It'S rIgHt ThErE, iT'S aLl GrEeN aNd StUfF," was what he said before pushing me in the river. Now I'm Tahm Drenched.
It seems like I haven't been making wise decisions lately. Where's my Tahm-mon Sense?!
Dude, you've been quiet for a couple hours now. The air is Tahm Tense.
NOXUS IS INVADING?!?!?! W-we have no Tahm Defense!!
So I heard you're into farming now? Want me to build you a Tahm Fence?
Ha! You joined the football team? Have fun being Tahm Benched.
This poem was great, but there won't be another - not even a year Tahm Hence.
edit: Sorry for accidentally posting this three times, the Boards kept bugging out and crashing each time I pressed the "post" button but apparently it still posted. :L
