And all through the game
Neither server was stirring
Because Patching is lame
The noobs were all nestled so snug in their beds
While visions of nameplates danced over their heads*
And I in my kerchief, my mudcrab in my mail,
I drifted off hoping to avoid ESO fail.
When all of a sudden, I awoke to such pvssyr,
like Facebook and Twitter all Mashedup together!
The servers were open! No time to get cereal!
I had to get cracking! My main is Imperial!
Away to my game rig, I shuffled in time,
To see everyone queueing in a long winding line
Most important to me? Get the one name
That would make me feel Uber, and not terribly lame
On RP! On raiding! On skyshards for all!
Now shiftkey to dash away, dash away all!
But my hopes they would not soar, down they came crashing,
The name that I wanted was taken. Hopes dashing.
Oh well I thought: I'll find another name not taken.
So if you see me you'll know me as "Stirred-not-shaken".
*Only visions of nameplates, because they aren't in game. Get it together ZOS! We want nameplates!