Post by Raven on Aug 22, 2011 11:41:11 GMT -5
I decided i'd share one of my poems.
No, you may not take it.
Yes, I will hunt you down, cut you open, and use your intestinal track as Christmas banner if you do.
A fiery chasm in the pit of hell,
What was constructed none could tell.
Then a voice from the very earth itself,
Yelled of a tourney for man, orc, or elf.
Lord Hades smiled and stood on his throne,
As he threw Cerberus a human femur bone.
The dark ruler laughed with a glint in his eye,
Grinning once more he thought"Its a good day for someone to die"
This tourney raged for three days and three nights,
there was blood,screams, and a few minor frights.
Hades himself looked on with a grin,
As a single human climbed the tourney ladder from within.
This man climbed the ladder one at a time,
Then celebrated with a bottle of red wine.
This young man smiled and collected his fame,
He was the sole survivor of his own psycho mind game.
No, you may not take it.
Yes, I will hunt you down, cut you open, and use your intestinal track as Christmas banner if you do.
A fiery chasm in the pit of hell,
What was constructed none could tell.
Then a voice from the very earth itself,
Yelled of a tourney for man, orc, or elf.
Lord Hades smiled and stood on his throne,
As he threw Cerberus a human femur bone.
The dark ruler laughed with a glint in his eye,
Grinning once more he thought"Its a good day for someone to die"
This tourney raged for three days and three nights,
there was blood,screams, and a few minor frights.
Hades himself looked on with a grin,
As a single human climbed the tourney ladder from within.
This man climbed the ladder one at a time,
Then celebrated with a bottle of red wine.
This young man smiled and collected his fame,
He was the sole survivor of his own psycho mind game.
