As we rest by the fire
Its this open air I admire
In this army camp, I take a seat
To enjoy some carrots, or even meat!
But just as I settle in to rest
On chat appears a troop request
And my heart beats with fear and hate
As you click on me to donate!
And I'm programmed to leave in immediate haste
Forced to run to your friend's base
Into their "castle", except there is no throne
Just a windowless space of imprisoning stone
Supercell, I scream at you with frustration
How does this pass health and safety regulations?
I'm squashed between a giant and dragon's nose
My face is jammed into a barbarian's toes
Oh god, I can feel it coming back
Yet another panic attack
As my breathing stops, respiration anaerobic
Not a great job for a claustrophobic.
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