Ten cobbles were each building different super weapons,
none were completed when a shiny came from the heavens.
Nine were left to leave good impressions.
Nine big cobbles were contemplating resign
A stray bertha shot exploded their singus either by luck or design
Eight were left to come up with plans very asinine.
Eight large cobbles were spamming pylons
Probably should have zoomed out to see a lack of energy icons
Seven were left yelling "come-on"
Seven huge cobbles were morphing their comms
Repeated lancerations and flying bombs soon gave them huge qualms.
Six were left telling jokes about each's mom.
Six major cobbles were rushing singularities
Each time they'd get raided by scythes with alarming regularities.
Five were left contemplating their particularities.
Five massive cobbles were spamming walls of storage
When front broke, none had any units or courage
Four were left to go afk to eat some porridge
Four enormous cobbles were making stardust in rear
When goliaths appeared, they lost everything they held dear
Three were left to live in fear
Three gigantic cobbles were going air
Too busy making cranes when their teammates wanted scouts to prepare
Two were left without a prayer
Two vast cobbles were idling their army
When dante dropped in their base soon they were very sorry
One was left in the safari.
One BOUNDLESS cobble decided instead of units to spam factory
When armies came, they were found to be unsatisfactory
None were left. extremely dissatisfactory.
