Fezzik's Rhyming Thread

[Xandria]

Pointing past bright starlight ribbons, "Could that be the famous Hubble?"

A jarring bounce, now one, two three, the future opens up, I see!

[Mordred]

A giggling voice says in a daring voice, "Go on and turn the key."

The golden key is turned clockwise, as the future starts to slow

[Xandria]

"Do not forget the paradox," said the voice with lights aglow

"It's right you know, we cannot find, our future selves...be careful!"

[Mordred]

Wrapping his mind around that thought, a pain forms in his skull.

"But maybe we'll bump into Rod Taylor?", chuckling as a step is taken

[Xandria]

"I loved him in 'The Glass Bottom Boat', when he was very much mistaken."

Around them now a strange new scene, commuters whizzing by in houses?

[Mordred]

Peering very carefully, we can just make out a woman trying on many blouses.

"Look over there!", I try to distract, to take one more sneaky glance

[Geil]

Said woman drops a blouse whilst changing and she does a little, irritated dance.

The capsule spins on past towards its unknown, final destination.

[Xandria]

A hush descends, all disappears, and we enter a spirit nation

Translucent specters floating free, some even playing poker?

[Mordred]

"I do believe we should break this up", brandishing a giant Super-Soaker.

In no time, the ground is filled, with what appears to be wet cloths

[Xandria]

Silk and satin dripping wet, now besieged by hungry giant moths!

"We must flee ASAP, unless you have a blue bug zapper?"

[Mordred]

"Silly you.. I got many things blue", he pulls out a blue stained, tiny snapper.

The little turtle, who he calls Myrtle.. unleashes waves of zapping zest

[Xandria]

"Well look at you so well prepared," she grins then swats a flying pest.

Wings on fire, chaos reigns, a happy Myrtle feasts

[Geil]

upon the downed, charred, corpses of the flying beasts.

Take care. Don't rest. Watch out. Lest others are attracted

[Xandria]

'Tis unlikely, for all those bodies, lined up now in rows compacted,

Will send a warning to all their brethren, to venture farther is certain death!

[Geil]

Of giant moths I do agree. No more dare they draw breath.

But what of things that feast on moths? These rows all scream out "Dinner!"

[Xandria]

"Point well taken, I too soon declared we were the winner."

In the distance, as if on cue, swooping creatures like small, green monkeys!

[Geil]

Though each is small, their numbers swell. A rising tide of moth flesh junkies.

"Who knows what else they like to eat? On finding out, I'll pass. Let's RUN."

[gaggedLouise]

Swarming closer now, they all but darken the light of the sun.

In sticky dusk we run across the wet, folded ridges

[TaintedAndDelish]

They're not as easy to shake as simple men. Their pace unaffected by bridges.

Perhaps a spell of fire or burning air; would penetrate and sear their little asses.

[Geil]

An exploratory fireball fells a hundred from the masses

But for every hundred so cremated, twice that take their places.

[Alice Wonder]

Dressed for battle with tightly bound boot laces

Yet hope is not lost for in the distance we see rain

[HansTrilby]

Dark clouds mist the atmosphere, potent with false thought to mantain.

Split-second lightning screams against pitch blackness as tormented thunder falls to Earth.

[Xandria]

When it lands into a sea of bubbles, all around erupt in mirth

Gelatin castles and marshmallow towns, could this place be any more silly?

[Anesa]

Monkeys and turtles and hungry giant moths, a bit too much for this hillbilly

Settled back on this bed of confusion, I'll close my eyes and count

[Alice Wonder]

But the sheep will not put me to sleep no matter the amount

As dawn breaks I see a light horizon yonder