Torbjorn: An Ode To My Stumpy Swedish Friend
Once upon a time was a man named Torbjorn;
In a country called Sweden this man was Torbborn.
A beard in two braids he proudly Torbworn;
Bad guys facing his turret have felt his Torbscorn.
Standing next to his turret, or away, I’m Torbtorn,
As if both were to die, I would sadly Torbmourn.
Back to exact revenge, I would be Torbsworn;
To bask in his glory, is a party Torbhorn.
Yes, you just read that. Cheers, friends!