The night grows late but games go on
The art gets slowly worse
But we don’t care, we’re having fun
We’re very far from cursed
I won’t speak to what happened there
These things I won’t admit
But rest assured that we had laughs
And takes to make you spit
I really wish it would be wise
To show just what we made
But it just isn’t wise to share
So no show I’m afraid
Among Us was another thing
There’s less of that to note
But there was also mayhem there
With murder and a vote