An Ode To Gjallerhorn

An Ode to Gjallerhorn~ in memory of the rocket launcher that Was. (To the tune of O' Christmas Tree) O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Thy rockets are so deadly O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Thy rockets are so deadly The homing missiles stay on track And blow that guy up ten feet back O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Thy rockets are so deadly! O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Such pleasure do you bring me O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Such pleasure do you bring me Even though I missed that guy The Wolfpack rounds make sure he dies O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Such pleasure do you bring me! O Gjallerhorn, O Gjallerhorn, Thy payload is so heavy A symbol of the fire and pain Thy payload is so deadly Each rocket fired And each bombshell No other launcher kills so well O Gjallerhorn O Gjallerhorn You'll ever bring the pain train! It's an old poem, but a classic. [spoiler]The Pocket Infinity was still better than the Gjallerhorn[/spoiler]