A Sonnet of Gold

I greet thee, my dear friend, so harken to me,
Would thou will naught be lost for gains to see?
Thus shall unfurl a tale to thee be told,
Shall I aid thee to buy online game gold?

A site of the internet, strong and hale,
Service to thee, a promise without fail,
For richesse online in Asheron’s Call;
And more, thou shall observe; disclos’d for all:

But hark! What hails me now, in this forum?
Thy will be my ousting sans decorum?
Weep not for me, friend, play on in thy lan’;
Cless has for me a fate that is teh ban!