Fezzik's Rhyming Thread

[Xandria]

Relaxing her stance, she decides to resist

Agreed!  We'll not fight, since it's treasure I seek!

[Tambit]

But the treasure found here, it was taken last week

By a gold-loving troll who swallowed it down

[Xandria]

Such sad news caused her lips to wilt with a frown

Very well, she sighs...I shall return home a defaulter

[Tambit]

There is no need from your quest to falter,

I am sure we can find the troll's abode!

[Anesa]

Let's form a posse, work out a code

With a united front we'll capture the thief

[Tambit]

Buf first," said an old man, "find me my teef!"

The old man was grizzled and bent all askew

[Mordred]

The crazy old geezer sniffed too much glue

People visited his cave from far and wide

[PlayfulPamela]

but mostly they came from the East side.

they came from the east because that is where the sun rises

[Xandria]

A legends tells, a song reprises

Of ages old, and men in gold

[Mordred]

In a pub, by a fire, their tales are told

A strange elf ran up the tree holding a sword

[Xandria]

From high atop the canopy, he warns of the horde

A dragon awakens, 'tis a time of war

[Mordred]

There's a mountain of gold and we must reach it's core

Plums with red fur we have to eat first

[Xandria]

Peeling bizarre, sating hunger and thirst

Giant spiders descend from the treetops, a scream!

[Mordred]

Those crazy things run from whipped cream

But first let's put a cherry on top

[Xandria]

Glistening red, juicy and sweet, it is poised for the drop

Clapping with glee as the spiders flee, until I see...bees!

[Oreo]

The bees knees squeeze, begging please

While thoughts scatter, below or on top.

[PlayfulPamela]

something fell from the tree in a glop

I look up and see something orange.

[Oreo]

Coming at me, door hinge adorned

Wings a flutter I sit in the gutter

[PlayfulPamela]

I see over there a pat of butter

I looked and it was covered with flaxseed

[Mordred]

The label says.. 'only ten drops, don't exceed'

Ah screw it, I'm taking twelve!

[PlayfulPamela]

right into the job we delve

What will happen if we overdo?

[Mordred]

Backing away grinning, then I'll blame you

One last item, a lock of your hair

[Anesa]

Sure, no problem..how 'bout my underwear?

Be careful though, they may be damp

[Mordred]

In his pocket they went of the insatiable vamp

Look over there he pointed, trying to distract

[Xandria]

There is nothing to see, I suggest you retract

Carried on the wings of wind, an ancient tribal beat