A lavish and heartbreaking poem about RuneScape autoers, and how I liked in the past, but they ultimately destroyed the game. Love-Hate.
Bots, bots
I liked them more than tator tots
They helped me train lots
Sharks were only 400 gp
Now that was pretty steezy
But the thing is, you see
They were the reason for the many ends
Of pking, trading, and dueling trends
Yes, my very friends,
They made Jagex rule by decree
And take what was dear to me
My RuneScape
Now I sit here, like an ape
Because I click and click
Only it’s not too slick:
I don’t like to skill
I’d rather merchant, or kill
So that’s the thing
Oh bots, bots
My insides sting
When I see who’s really king:
Jagex. Oh please, make me rot!
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