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I consider it an exploit. Wrote a poem about it.
Little Miss muffet sat on tuffet,
in a Vs. game on No Mercy three.
Along came a sploiter,
Who's deemenor did toil her,
As he said come smash this door with me.
Little Miss muffet said,
As her anger was fed ,
Come to the lift with we.
The sploiter did balk,
Swinging feverishly as he chalked ,
More hits on the door with glee.
Miss muffet exclaimed,
your ruining this game,
its obvious to all who can see.
The sploiter undaunted,
Continued with his vaunted ,
Cheap and repeated strategy.
He said with candor,
I'm here now and I'm the commander,
and I'd rather win,
Than have fun with thee.
The moral of the story,
Although kind of snorey,
Is quite simple you see.
Exploiters when found,
Should be cast down,
and banned permanently.
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