Twas the night before GuildWars, when all threw the house
Not a keyboard was typing, nor clicking of a Mouse.
The Mt.Dews were stock in the fridge with care,
In hopes that Gw2 would soon be there.
The players so nestled all snug in thier beds
While visions of LogOn screens danced in their heads.

And printed out spreadsheets, spread out on the table,
Over five years of waiting, they were willing and able.

When out on the LAN there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to my Win7 I flew like the flash,
Like the great Hulk, power button I smash
after an update or three to what i would see,
Their magnificent art gazed there sights upon me.
Splash screen of white with red ink that run threw,
after patiently waiting Anet bore Guildwars2.
  ~Rune Lockhart