The outlook wasn't good for Ratchet on that eve;

He knew he was outnumbered and he figured he should leave,

But with reassurance from Talwyn and his Omniwrench at side,

He walked toward the fight with his dignity and pride.

He strode to the arena with his wrench right by his thigh,

He really wanted to raise that Raritanium Cup a-high.

He walked toward the center with his arsenal at hand;

With his RYNO V, Combustor and his entire weapon band.

All of the sudden he was surrounded by Agorians in all directions,

But he used his wrench as a method of protection.

The creatures flew backward, but got up and shook their heads,

And Ratchet realized that there's the quick and there's the dead.

He cockily stood there as the orange monsters charged;

Knowing well that into him their bodies would bombard,

But at the last second, he jumped out of the way,

And instantly the monsters were a-taken out of play.

Now he reaches for his Manifestor, and now he draws his gun;

The Combustor's pretty sturdy but won't make him number one.

Now he glances round the room, searching for a target,

But what he sees makes his Combustor look like it came from a market.

One hundred of the creatures are advancing to him now;

As if they want Ratchet to see them as majesty and bow,

But Ratchet's mind was racing over what weapon he should use,

And then it became clear what tool of destruction he should choose.

He pulled out his Judicator; he could almost feel the power;

And just the mere sight of it made most of the creatures cower.

But a straggling few of the creatures stood poise for the battle,

But Ratchet squeezed off a round that made their very bones rattle.

It obliterated them like worms inside a microwave,

But Ratchet felt the tiredness that the lateness gave.

He pulled out his wrench and he stuck it in the ground,

And then he leaned against and he panted like a hound.

But, his fight was far from over; he had one more wave to go;

"Release the War Grok!" He heard the loudspeaker bellow.

From the floor rose up a creature that made Agorians look like the sun,

The gigantic monster did not look like much fun.

He squeezed off every round that his bazooka would allow;

But each and every explosion impacted on the ground.

The armor on the Grok had deflected every one.

But the Lombax wouldn't admit that this thing had ever won.

He pulled out the ku-day-gra; he pulled out the RYNO V;

The huge gun made the Grok's armor look horribly deprived.

He pulled back on the trigger and the rockets were released.

The Grok merely stood like a house that had been leased.

It was instantly vanished like a trick from David Blaine;

And the boos came down on Ratchet like an Armageddon Flame.

But Ratchet didn't care, he won the Raritanium cup;

It landed at his feet and he happily scooped it up.

But he had other adventures on which he had to focus;

He had to find his buddy, Clank, and defeat Nefarious.

Oh, sure there wouldn't be confetti, but he was having fun;

After all, without a doubt he is number one.