Autumn, 1994: Hello Friends, I wrote a poem on this fun game. Hope you all like it. Yes you have my support and like But only till the conditions be right
In Anonymity friendships are forged That in reality could be only forged Behold, Germany and Poland act as one When all the Pole ever got was the gun
Support my Hold cried the dane Her armies lost in plight so vain The British convoy swam so grand Could not keep her own mainland
Zion that lone star in the East Lioned by the Pharaoh beast Her Centres of supply so gallant Now birth Egyptian Army Gallant
Yet for a minute did anyone care 'bout the peasant or her mare Be it the Czar, the Sultan or the Knight Its the poor who must pay for the fight And Pay they do with their life Ahh Treachery that unfair Knife
East, West, North or South Two Ears, a nose and a Mouth Brothers in this World so Queer Wish you all the Love and Cheer
18 Jan 18 UTC
Autumn, 1994: wow!
18 Jan 18 UTC
Autumn, 1994: Uh..."The British convoy swam so grand / Could not keep her own mainland" What?
18 Jan 18 UTC
Autumn, 1994: Heheh just based on some games i viewed :) Nothing against you or this game
23 Jan 18 UTC
Spring, 1996: You guys gotta see my moves this spring. they are hilarious.
24 Jan 18 UTC
Spring, 1996: siberia turkey?
26 Jan 18 UTC
Autumn, 1996: when you've tried quitting every other way, there's always cold turkey
- Autumn, 2008, Finished