In pixel lands where heroes strive,
Monkey Nutz logs on — barely alive.
With sword in hand and spells to cast,
He whiffs each move, and fails so fast.
He clicks “Attack” — a mighty swing!
But hits a tree. Or worse — nothing.
His fireball fizzles, his shield just cracks,
He’s mastered the art of tragic hacks.
The chat explodes: “Bro, what was that?”
“Did you just heal the enemy’s cat?”
He grins, unfazed, a digital loon,
The undisputed Tharferr buffoon.
Yet still he plays, day after day,
A noble fool in disarray.
For every fail, he laughs anew —
Monkey Nutz, we salute you.