Left 4 Dead Poem
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Beware the Jockey
For they steer you into harm
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Beware the Spitter
For her spit is acid
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Beware the Boomer
For their bile attracts the Horde
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Beware the Charger
Deformed they may be
But they pummel their prey till they die
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Beware the Smoker
For their tongues are quite long
And are fond of constricting
Their prey to death
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Beware the Hunter
Their claws out and their hoods up
They jump long distances
To swipe their claws at their prey
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Fear the Tank
As big as they are powerful
If one is not careful and quick
They are sure to meet their painful doom
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But above all
Fear the Witch
For their sobs are not to be mistaken
For once they are startled
Prepare to fire or else
Have your epitaph ready.






