Twinkle, twinkle, three little campaign stars
How I wonder how bugged you really are
Up at the end of a week’s campaign pass, wry
While gems and cash still fill the infinity sky
Twinkle, twinkle, with lost lustre, little stars
How I wonder how infinity can further the game tar
Dwindle, Dwindle, the little left players patience
How I wonder how bug testing got so complacent
Duh, in your ivory tower, still counting cash to weekended
While offering only, all in the game is working as intended
Burn out, burn out, along with weavergate dimness, little stars
I no longer wonder- infinity will go on further- the game to mar