Haiku: Left 4 Dead

We four are bonded.
Our immunity drives us.
Survive. Together.

Run like hell! Tank! Shoot!
Get to that helicopter!
Shoot the tongue! Motherf-

Cover me! Healing!
I'm too old for this horseshit.
I hate poetry.

Anyone hear that?
That ominous thumping noise?
OH SHIT! A TANK! RUN!

Jockey on my back!
I hear a bitch around here...
Coach startled the witch!