Anon - /fb/ Memorial Poems

I thought that I would never see,
a day where all the writefags flee,
away to fimfic just to seek,
a better place to find critique.
But here we stand, the day has come,
and I can't help but feel quite numb,
to 107 we all fought,
but every bump was all for nought.
Good times were had by those who read,
but now we say goodbye dear thread,
and now that we have lost the race,
Normal Norman takes our place.
And this refrain you'll now repeat,
unless we somehow later meet;
"Anon is kill, Writefag is dead,
it's time to leave, abandon thread."

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And low, did butthurt rain from the skies...

The land did burn and the people did despair..
.
Where did the heroes of old disappear to?..

Those who seemed invincible and everlasting...

Now gone as if to fade into Aether...

Who will save us now from the dread beast Borr'dom?

Is this truly the end, or will new souls dawn the abandoned mantle of /fb/?

A new age is upon us, will you be the hero we desperately need?