Peanut Butter Jelly Time

In silence, Winston stared at Reaper,

His monkey heart aflutter.

For in the Talon agent's hand,

Was a jar of peanut butter.

His Achilles heel had been found,

Reaper urged him to surrender.

He was not a hero of renown,

Just an Overwatch pretender.

Winston's energy was low,

He needed peanut butter spread.

Lowered his tesla cannon,

Nearly gave in to his dread.

But then a crash and then a flash,

From Reaper's grip the hand was pried.

The jar was passed to Winston's hands,

By Tracer, just arrived.

Winston chugged down peanut butter,

His strength instantly restored.

He picked up his tesla cannon,

And let out a mighty raw.

Reaper was forced then to retreat,

He had lost this fight.

Soon he was a shadow in the darkness,

A phantom in the night.

Reaper made his report to Talon,

Doomfist appeared and talked by telly.

"We must counter Winston's peanuts,

Next time, attack with jelly."