User:Shammiesgun/Neeru’s Plea


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The time is now,

the hour is late.

Use your skills,

give him his fate.

A minor nod,

and she left.

In the shadows,

down the cleft.

An old orc,

who didn’t mock.

Just one mind-set,

kill the warlock.

Welcome old lover,

how have you been.

My past is behind,

I no more sin.

That’s good to hear,

but a warlock either-or.

Whatever we had,

died on Draenor.

Remember the shaman,

me of old.

My past unknown,

is never told.

I have changed,

I don’t fight.

All the demons,

gone last night.

Ureda I be,

just one job.

Garrosh has asked,

to make you sob.

Under Thrall’s roof,

I was hated.

Under Garrosh’s roof,

I’d be wasted?

Then I say,

eat my bolts.

Everything I learned,

from the cults.

Your fel armour,

is no match.

A pyroblast,

will give the edge.

Then my felguard,

I will rise.

Wait and see,

your impending demise.

I’ll frost nova,

then I'll blink.

Now from behind,

you will sink.

You use a dagger,

like a rogue.

Grimoire of sacrifice,

heal like a bogue.

You are weak,

without a doubt.

A hangman’s noose,

and you are out.

I submit,

for I am exhausted.

I only see,

that you have lost it.

I wanted to serve,

to show my might.

But the Warchief’s faith,

has taken my light.

I know you’re sad,

But don’t be blue.

With this rope,

I will hang you.