Taylor Taylor missing smite,
In the jungles lacking sight;
What unyielding call or cry,
For a gank must I supply?

Heading bot there's no suprise;
It all goes wrong as Eddie dies.
Our circumstances growing dire;
As yet once more, we've earned Grant's ire.

Now bot was over from the start,
But feeding's more a thing of art;
While Eddie ints and bears the heat,
Root sits on by and beats his meat.

Ben utters out a glum refrain,
"This game is bugged," and dies in Vayne.
He questions how we've lost the map;
The answer's simple - jungle gap.

And though our jungle clears and clears,
It does not serve to quell our tears.
But mid pops off - a killing spree.
It rocks our nuts, like Ian's pee.

Taylor Taylor missing smite
In the jungles lacking sight;
What unyielding call or cry,
For a win must I supply?