This is an original poem, following most of the rhyme scheme and meter of "The Jabberwocky" by Lewis Carroll, written by yours truly. I'm not sure if this should by in the Art or Fanfic forums, but I personally treat poetry as an art form in and of itself. Enjoy!
The Baron Nashor
‘Twas midgame, and the mighty tanks
Did herp-a-derp ‘round top and bot.
All flimsy were the attempted ganks,
And the noobs sucked… a lot.
“Don’t try to solo Baron, son,
With all those eyes and gaping jaws!
Beware the ult of Karthus, and
Fear Skarner’s deadly claws!”
He took Infinity Edge in hand;
Long time he jungled around mid—
Then ganked was he by Mater Yi;
He ran for brush and hid.
As cooldowns ticked and all was hush,
Finally did Baron respawn.
He dashed out of the patch of brush,
And then the fight was on!
One, two! One, two! Click, Q! Click, Q!
The Vorpal Spikes went snicker-skree!
He smote it dead, and then he said,
“Hang on, one sec, I’m B.”
“And hast thou got the Baron buff?
Push mid, their AP Carry’s slain!”
“We won! Hooray! GG! GJ!”
And thus ended the game.