Failed Fanfic Verses

At the beginning of the summer, I thought to myself "Hm, StarCraft is coming and I feel like wanting some sci-fi in my life, why not write a fanfic?" I eventually came up with the story, all filled with action, heroism, and battles that try to be as accurate as Tom Clancy's. However, I also planned to have it written in iambic pentameter, because I like reading stuff that actually rhymes (like some non-cheesy parts of Eugene Onegin, or the Aeneid, or ManOwaR lyrics), AND it would look like Paradise Lost. However, I soon realized that writing it in rhymes is very difficult. Not only did I have problems fitting words like "battlecruiser" or "protoss" in a 5-syllable line, but also finding rhymes is by itself time-consuming and I would inevitably be spending long months just trying to figure out what rhymes with words like "zerg," "carrier," or "cerebrate." Therefore, it's just normal text. Here's some of what didn't make it:

The wall of bullets failed to repel
The neverending hordes of charging hell

He [a traitor in the fleet] touched the console with his trembling hand
Prepared to see the enemy command -
Of such a situation he had dreamt.
Paskirov's eyes were burning with contempt,
And probably all of Paskirov's staff
Were feeling thus. But he, Mailloux, could laugh
Because the fleet he had betrayed could not prevail
Against the Zerg defenses. They will fail
In any frontal charge. But if they try
To lay a siege they'll have to wait, and from the sky
A cloud of angry horrors will arrive.
Then, with a million fangs and claws they'll drive
Away the proud and daring Terran fools,
Whose puny weaponry and scientific tools
Paskirov proudly claimed could hurt this swarm.

[bla-bla] commander.
We're here led by his skillful hand,
Around the golden camp. We stand
Awaiting for the Protoss to surrender.

He ran away from th'enemy in hope
Of getting far away before
The vicious Zerg who routed the marines
Befall upon him, too, with cruel fangs.
The roar of battle louder grew. He fell,
He stumbled from exhaustion and collapsed
Upon the rocky slope. He looked upwards,
As if to get away from the pursuing death,
And saw bright lights - instead of sky
There was a battlecruiser's giant hull
And tiny Terran ships about it.