In the tune of "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I was AWPing, weak and weary,
Quick-scopes down mid at de_season, a pick or two and nothing more,
While I zoomed, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As though some CT was rapping, rapping at the squeaky door.
And as he smoked and flashed the door, quoth the Deagle,
"B 1 4."
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