Fortnite

“Fortnite”

by Noah Anastacio '26

In Fortnite's realm, where cruel battles unfold

A dance of tall builds, stories to be told

With health dwindling, in the storm's cruel cold

The healing touch becomes a tale to hold

A slurp juice sipped in shadows of the night

Bandages unravel, a mending sight

Medkits deployed in moments of huge fright

The chug jug's gulp restores, a healing rite

In Tilted Towers, healers stop and rest

In minis and in floppers, hope is found

A shield potions short timer, is the best

All we desire is to joke around

Inside of Fortnite all battles are won Fortnite, the OGs always get it done