Entry for picture #3 - word count 81 words In Polygon did the rail gun hunt, His rank and crystals he’d like to shunt. With armour boosted and weapons times two, Who could stand against? None! that’s who. Yet with his tank all blue and pokey, Came a little wasp and smokey. Around the corner his prey did sit, He swung around and shot – A Crit! But Vikings so very stable, Would this wasp really be able? Did the wasp bask in glory? I don’t know – you finish the story.