T'was the night before 'Wishmas,
and all through the land,
Saint Trick was scheming
"Oh this will be grand!"
"I'll cast a spell
On those fighting mercenaries.
I'll make them all tiny,
too small to even see!"
And thus his spell was cast,
upon those gun-wielding fighters.
They all became no bigger
than those Zippo lighters.
To their disbelief
their bosses still commanded
"Continue fighting or to you
your asses will be handed!"
Then Saint Trick figured
he'd send them a calling card.
He sent out two giant skulls,
which hit the snow hard!
Saint Trick howled with laughter.
"These skulls are your new bases!
You'll find it quite cozy
living in my faces!"
The fight begins
ready on both Blu Team and Red.
"Let us move, team," the Overweight proclaimed.
"We shall show other team the meaning of 'dead'."
