Yuan Shao a busy man,

In his boredom kicked a can,

Why did he do that?

Because he was hitting a bat!

Ju Shou the strategist,

Raising a fist,

Yelled in the thin air,

He had no hair!

A peasant gasped,

His teeth rasped,

Seeing such a fine guy,

Made him fly.

Yuan Shao roared,

As his army soared,

Now with nothing,

He was searching for something.

He needed a man,

An able fan,

Whom he would assist,

In a time of resist.

A man spoke,

Crunching smoke,

Fear not general,

I will not damage your moral,

But I will kill the peasant,

Who ate your pheasant.

Yan Liang was the man,

Of the Yan clan,

To kill the noob,

And sniff the boob.

Why did he do the task?

Because he was wearing a mask!

Cao Cao hearing that,

Sought for a hat,

Then he yelled,

From where he dwelled,

Where is the tiger?

Whom he threw out in anger.

Needless to say,

He came in a day.

Xu Huang oh so brave,

Falling in grave,

Broke his spinal cord,

By sitting on a sword.

Yan Liang screamed,

Just like he dreamed,

The peasant was there,

With the mare,

Making a pact,

That he didn't want to act.

Yan Liang dies,

Yuan Shao gets pies,

And you, dear reader, get LIES!

THE END!