So, we waited, we saw,

        no peace was forthcoming.
There was one major flaw,

        only war was incoming.

It was a coffee shop spat,

        perhaps slightly too heated.
Soon Orwell lay flat,

        where once he was seated.

Soon it was Jack, who spoke out of turn,

        his family dropping, he hatched a plot.
What next for Altitude, an imminent urn?

        so it seems, said the 1 percent shot.

Ralph and Vodoo,

        rogued to the wayside.
Referencing put through,

        with no place to hide.

Mr Adrona, moving on nicely,

        Mr Tufting, who would not agree.
Soon things got icy,

        and in came Cab's spree.

Limoncello made her ascension,

        some big guns were downed.
Yet through Cheesy Intervention,

        she eventually frowned.

Next up in Int's view,

        came the Pig and Cab.
Cheese clicked the HQ,

        and l0v3hanD was wacked.

Skepta went blazing,

        downing a few.
Who was it that shot him?

        We don't yet know who...

Vengence and Silhoutte,

Sat down for a game

Pokers their choice,

Though Silhoutte's lame.


The cards dealt by Maria,

Siloutte has Queen pair,

Vengence looked worried,

nervously toying his hair.


Confidence boosted,

Siloutte saw the money,

He push forward his chips,

in too much of a hurry.


When Siloutte looked up,

The cards were all down,

Vengence's face,

went to a smile from a frown.


Siloutte turned his cards,

a pair of queens showing.

Vengence started grinning,

his confidence growing.


When Vengence stood up,

Siloutte turned each card,

Ace, King, Queen, Jack,

The 10 hit him hard.