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Part 1 of the Sladeykinz Epic of Kong. By Slade421/RF_Sukhoi
We old-timers are less able to hold our own ‘til the morn.
I do my best to cover for the rest. Fallen from the nest, moving far from what is West.
Donning the vest of Kongregate and defending it from the trolls and snakes. Pushing Daedra back thru’ Oblivion gates…
In the days of old, the days of yore, possible to chat, and no speaking for gore.
We few of then, boys – girls – women -and men. We fight for truth, we fight for Kong! The days of light, Pride stay strong!
Though the days are long and the nights are short, allowing for little rest to defend this once-mighty fort.
But fear not! For in the end. The Sun doth rise, and the trolls can’t fend.
The day’ll be won as it was before. Yes the day’ll be as ‘One’ once more!
Part II Of TSEoK
Sacred Seasons was my game, a fantasy I loved, pure with no shame.
A merry life in which we lived. Grinding in fellowship, freely giv’d.
Platform editing eventually took me. A very long time before it shook me. Too many changes, and far too much lag. Not enough ranges, for free-roaming stag.
Platform shooters next, TDP4. Buyers won out, screaming more, more, more!
Eventually true happiness was found once again. Idling games! Non-isolation.
Chatting away, how quick goes the day.
Later relaxing, amazed how time flies. Sleeping Snorlaxing, in bed I doth lie.
Kongregate! O’ Kongregate! Open wide, to all with heart. Kongregate, yes Kongregate, where many gamers start.
An ode to Greg, and Emily Greer. Rais’d this site from infancy, with nary a sneer.
Thanks to the admins and mods aplenty. For forging this site. A true land of plenty.
Part III of TSEoK
Shiny Orange M’s, and Bright Scarlet A’s. Trav’ling knights and bold Rangers, saving the day.
Working for naught, but salvation for Kong. Make this land pure, poisoned so long…
Lock, Darth, and Morgoth – first three I met. Man, Sloth, and Melkor, plebs need not fret.
But they won’t always be here. So Be Your Own Mod, and help wipe this land clear…
A toast to Kong! The real World of Dreams. Where anything might – not be what it seems.