Manta Posted March 9, 2016 Share Posted March 9, 2016 The topic "You know your playing ARK too much when:" inspired me to be a little silly today and probably need therapy. So here it is, lets hear your silly ARK poetry... I'll start it off. There once was a land named ARK, I had been working hard making spark, Along came a rex and it ate my quetz and now I must restart! Travelling up high I head to the mountains, Below is a river which looks like some fountain, As I go I peer into the distance, I was sure I saw someone's base for an instance, suddenly now I'm falling from the sky, Not sure how, not sure why, Once on the ground it all became clear, It was that enemies base I should have feared. To the volcano I travel again, Must get more metal and fill all my bins, I leave there post-hast as nighttime falls quick, Somehow I forgot to bring more picks, Land at the base to off load the stuff, Logging off now as I've had enough. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DmpTrkDrvr Posted March 9, 2016 Share Posted March 9, 2016 DI NO SAUR Sharp toothed beast, Roar Oh I just pooped. Lol free form Haiku Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TylerTheDoctor Posted March 9, 2016 Share Posted March 9, 2016 Gigas You better run They will tear you apart They'll destroy your entire base Just run. Giga cinquain by Tyler Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xdrone Posted March 10, 2016 Share Posted March 10, 2016 Stay calm , stay calm Theres nothing to be feared As long as u don't- Oh my god a rex! First day Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xopha Posted March 10, 2016 Share Posted March 10, 2016 Darkness falls, you have a long night ahead of you, but something calls, a promise of adventure that sounds so true, outside your walls, a better thing, a higher tier, something new. Under the Blue Mother, we are cold, under the Red Father, we are hot, under the Green Outcast, you will be tested, ready or not. A roar beyond the tree, a scream within the cave, something you cannot see, someone you cannot save, the pen is for the free, but the sword is for the brave. Under the Blue Mother, we are cold, under the Red Father, we are hot, under the Green Outcast, you will be tested, ready or not. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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