The Fateful Night The story I’m about to tell you is very sad Though some people might take me for mad This tale will give you quite a fright Because all this happened on Halloween Night A revered tanker equipped with Smoky Though his voice was quite croaky Wasp was his ultimate preferred hull With this combo, he was a very frightening mole So skilled, a fight was never lost His fame so large, his path was never crossed One night though, this was about to change A new rival was crossing his range During his last fight, it started swell His army was doing fine, before their hero fell They were pushing the enemy back Before their offense started to crack This new rival started to rise To collect his long awaited prize Blasting away enemies he started to go Smashing away tanks, to and fro Finally arriving at the place Soon to be over, this horrifying race A circle of tanks gathered around To watch one of them go to the ground Both tanks full of skill Though the junkyard one will fill In the end the rival won Alas this day was no fun Now do you take me for a mad Because now you know why I’m sad I regret that day I made My brother’s fame really fade By Matt1200