A poem about my favorite map on Call of Duty: Black Ops..Hope you enjoy!

i run up on the first poor sap

POW POW POW!! take a nap!

upstairs the mannequin’s close to the bed

u talkin bout my momma? off with your head!!

i change to a class with acog scope

dont get me wrong, that scope is dope

with enhanced sights i take my stare

enemy spyplanes in the air!!

i walk straight and miss the claymore

i blow up and die 14 and 4

i respawn next to the sentury gun

thats not my gun..this wont be fun

blap blap boom i die in a room

i respawn again and try to zoom

i cant believe i need a hand

on a map that looks like Pappy Land!!

i go to the nearest black ops teammate

to ask for help..he says im too late

8 more seconds on the clocks

MAN THIS STINKS LIKE DIRTY SOCKS!

all of a sudden POW BOOM BLAM!!

and look whos on the killcam!

aghh its me loosing to loonies

i make a face like that guy on the Goonies

Bleh this sucks! another round?

all on the dreaded Nuketown

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