Red, Steel and Madness (A Poem for Madness Day)
In the gray deserts of Nevada, where the red sun bleeds,
A lone warrior steps forward, driven by his needs.
With a bandage on his head and a weapon in his hand,
Hank stands ready to fight across this brutal land.
The grunts keep coming, stepping into the fray,
But nothing can stop the madness on this special day.
Through the bullets, the blade, and the smoke in the air,
Sanford and Deimos are fighting somewhere out there.
From a broken boombox, the heavy beats start to play,
While Tricky the Clown turns the world into his stage.
The Auditor watches from the shadows of night,
But Nevada’s true legends never back down from a fight.
Twenty years of chaos, twenty years of total thrill,
Born right here on Newgrounds, and we are loving it still.
Grab your weapons, fellow grunts, let the speakers play,
Happy Madness Day to everyone! Somewhere in Nevada today!
The reason the bar looks different is that my laptop broke after I hit it hard (it only had an HDD back then); now I have an SSD and Windows 10 installed.
