An Ode to My Old Friend, Pizza the Hut

Day 1,527, 12:14 • Published in USA USA • by Blank Keating

inre: eUSA, International Badass

This song is about Sir Ajay, a brute and a cheat
Went and joined eRepublik, a game he must beat
He believed in the free market, and hated all Turks
But everyone around him, said he and his friends were all jerks



He wrote and he shouted, but victory could not be won
He wanted to be President, but the eUS would have none
Until one fateful day, he entered the Capitol dome
He decreed come all ye Serbs, come call this your home



With his reputation dashed, and his name slandered
The eUS needed a douchebag, and Ajay was their standard
He PTOed their parties, and messaged their noobs
He resolved to screw them all, without any lubes



He made a party and a militia, and named himself six-star general
But still couldn't get into government, not Congress and not federal
He called on his allies: Oak, Jones, and Pierce Vaughn
He would rant and he would rave until he was on the White House lawn



In a moment of weakness, he exploited the late hour
He ran in Galicia where no one could stop him, not even Jack Bauer
But in the bitter end, those Turks arrived to slam the door
Alas, poor Pizza, you'll grease our keyboards no more



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