"It's time to split!" says
Cortez. Time travel's his game,
he kicks ass, not lame.
He arrives, goggled
The monsters flee with crystals
He cries "Time to Split."
Ducks with flamethrowers,
monkeys with sniper rifles:
a common deathmatch.
Snowmen, ducks and freaks
Gingerbread men chase zombies
There's always monkeys.
