Poem about shaman multiboxing.

I wrote a short poem about my shamans and their multiboxing. It takes place in AV, enjoy. (I'm not Robert Frost so it's not God's work.)

So as I wander about this ground masked with snow.
I just grin at the advancing alliance, my presence they surely don’t know.
Fire burns through these ten hands and is soon to be released
And the pain and anger that my attack inflicts, they surely won't be pleased

For you see I stand here with my small force of five
And you are sadly glaring at your screen, as your health bar takes a sudden dive
What, it was one green just a second ago
But now, when you glance at your screen, the words “Resurrect” just seem to show.

lol, nice