Brandon’s voice

Brandon’s voice By

Brandon Beaumont

Teemo the Swift ScoutMove swiftly through the brushUsing sticks, stones, moss, and mushTo build your deadly noxious trapsCausing your enemies all to relapseFor the shrooms you build A.P.To inflict most damage it’s a guaranteeDeadly mushrooms waiting silently trying to be a ghostEasy as can be just sit there and coastYou build Liandry's for the burnThen you farm with no concernToxic shot hits like a bearCalling surrender you must declareJust got rylia’s for the winRelease his power from withinActivating his Move Quickthe enemies die within a tickBlinding dart them like their preyJust to keep them back at bayThis is the power you bestowWhen you play the champion know as Teemo 

Cold dayThe passengers await their glorious ride

To take them awayAway from the bitterness and cold

The train races upIt squealed to a stopIt arrived with hope

It arrived with warmthThis faithful train of destination

It took them out of the freezing coldBut to their dismay

It broke down and stoppedThey then returned to their place of misery

To the blizzards sure to freeze

Nature Living

In the woodsIt’s all the treesIn a fieldIt’s the summer breeze In the winterIt’s the falling snowIn the nightIt’s the star’s glow In the wildIt’s the creature of lifeRunning aroundAs if they live in strife

Listen wellHere cries for helpCatch their songsAnd whimpering yelps All In the wild There it existSoon to be goneSoon to be missed

The huntedAround the cornerIt sits and waitsIt’s always there Looking for mates Hunts for its preySilent and swiftTaking themInto the rift It lurks in the shadowsIt lurks from behindTaking you out of realityMaking your spirit unconfined You won’t even knowYou won’t realizeYou can’t even tellYou can’t here the cries

Full of nothingnessIt all goes darkNothing is leftThen you see a spark It’s not much moreBut a small white lightAs you move towards itThe darkness goes out of site You’re out of nothingnessNo longer aloneAnd then you hearA very sweet tone This new place Seems a bit strangeIt’s all such a differenceAll such a change

Busy BusyMoving quickly Through the streetsMoving too fastLeaving recites Flowing so quickly Always so fastAlways so busyMoving on past Forgetting it allSoon to departWhat matters mostThose in your heart Soon to be goneSoon to realizeIt’ll all be goneWont here the cries 

Not seeming to careBut believe me you willThought of it goneis bitter a shrill waiting your timeworking awaylong awaiting is that despondent day it’ll all be goneall for nothingyou wont have anymemories to cling

We have reached the endSaved the best for lastYou know him wellThis’ll be a blast This is one ziggsA cheerful cat,With bombs galore And a bright red hat, a bouncing bomba short fuse passivea satchel chargea bomb that’s massive

a field of bombsa Cheshire smilea proc on sheena range for miles this is ziggs down to a T,he helps his teamhe never flees this is ziggsas I said before,a cheerful cat…with bombs galore

ZIGGS