Sta.sh
There's something moving back there in the dark,
With razor-tipped claws and teeth like a shark;
Its inhuman grunts drip like ice down my spine
And its blood-red eyes glow with an unholy shine.
Driven by blood-thirst, it hungers for me;
It snuffles my scent, and gurgles in glee.
With a blood-curdling shriek it leaps 'cross the room,
And I blow off its head with an almighty boom.
Smoke curls up slowly, like the vapours of hell,
As with a smooth action I eject the spent shell;
In goes another, with a comforting click.
As I step o'er the corpse I give it a kick.
One demon down, a thousand to go.
I'd tackle them all if I had the ammo.
Shouting my warcry I take out another:
"Eat lead and die, you great ugly mutha!"
Little or large, from imp up to Knight,
From Baron, to Caco, to great Cyber fright,
I'll blast 'em, I'll hack 'em, I'll make 'em all pay;
They killed my pet bunny -- they'll all rue the day!
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Shouting my warcry I take out another:
"Eat lead and die, you great ugly mother!"
I love that line. :3
I was actually planning on writing a Doom Poem myself. Looks like you beat me to it.
I was also planning on writing a Duke Nukem poem, but never got past the first six lines. But then, I probably didn't know it well enough to do it justice anyway...