ready, aim, fire!
Sonar cries ping, ping, ping.
The anomaly is not a liar.
There’s one-way to defeat.
Destroy each other’s fleet.
Go ahead and guess my number—you think won the goal,
that’s when a torpedo explodes your soul.
Think again. No more chances.
This ain’t no cheap board game. No plastic parts. No rules.
Salty tears drip, drip, drip.
“Ha, you miss!”
My turn to sink your only battleship.