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What a mischevious plot.
Detected mid-game,
Banned right on the spot.
He made up an excuse,
He had nothing to lose,
He tried to make people believe him
“It isn’t fair!” he exclaimed!
His friend was to blame!
He foolishly handed his smurf over.
His friend had his fun,
He cheated a ton,
In order to frame poor Chrille.
His attempts were futile,
The angry redditors brutal,
To Chrille’s pleas for forgiveness
Unknown to him was the fact,
That when you decide to hack,
Your account will be found and deleted.
Now everyone laughed,
At his sad epitaph,
His ashamed mother even disowned him.
Chrille was sad,
His reputation now bad,
At least he had Match-Making to cheat in.