T'was the Game before Christmas
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T'was the Game before Christmas and all through the Rift, not a champion was stirring not even Twitch. All The minions were dressed in the lanes with care, in hopes that Santa Baron soon would be there.
The Dragon was nestled all sung in her den, while big plays of LCS danced in her head. And Nami with her Trident, and I in Arclight, had just arrived to lane for a farming night.
When out of the bush there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my chair once I saw the matter. Away my health flew along with my flash, I tore away but barely, health bar thinner then a sash.
The glare on the screen of my new-monitor gave the resolution to the graphics so crisp they rave! when, what to my wondering eyes should brave, but Diana, Morgana and their marksmen Graves.
The Cheeky old Jungler, imbued in moon's glow, I knew in a moment they must be a Trio. More rapid then Urf Mode, their CS lead skewed, and they taunted and laughed and spoiled the mood.
"Dumb Nami, Dumb Varus! Dumb Gragas with Barrels! Fiora? Sejuani? Bad picks for this challenge! We will bully this lane! We will roam all around! Now forfeit all, forfeit all! Don't keep us bound!"
And then, with a twinkling, I heard from the top the pinging and typing of Fiora's hop. As I drew in my breath and turned to reengage, down the river Santa Gragas came with some rage!
He was in for a fight, from the farming he took, and his items were all ready for some grime and some soot. A present went out to cut off their flank, and he looked like a master player with the route of his gank.
His Ult -- How it sparkled! His present was perfect! His aim was like Varus, much power and affect! Down followed Fiora to help with the kill. Diana had showed with the enemy's will.
The cigar on Grave held on tight in his teeth, As his Health bar plummeted below one sixteenth. Morgana she ulted and tried her very best, her death was decided when she flashed towards the west.
Diana the brave, she jumped in quite ferocious, I laughed when I saw her, the dive was atrocious. The blink of an eye three champions lay dead Now three and Oh I knew I was really fed.
After, Graves spoke not a word not even to Jayce, With a Reaver in hand I controlled the games pace. Soon the game had exclaim, "You are all the victors!" I always remember the game before Christmas!
