Yeah it does!

I'm the bee, I'm the sting, I'm the bane and the plague

I'm the farmer and the mushrooms are already picked and laid
You may take me as the cottontail, the badger or elf
But my gun and my poison, lurking the horizon

A sudden injection, toxic detonation

Oh great! Another fan with my book.

Here, "From Teemo with love."
No Tristana I can explain no please, no!


Armed and ready.
For Bandle City.
Always take a second look cause I will be the one across the brook!


You could escape but you choose the
deal with the noxious madness

those are the blind faces
obscured by the teemo's dart and bomb trap
obscured by the teemo's bomb trap


Teemo, teemo!
Mushroom, mushroom!