Fezzik's Rhyming Thread

[Mordred]

Inhaling deep, feels their sinful souls

It whispers inside, beckons the thirst

[Xandria]

Hiding in the shadows, corruptible coerced

Flames of urgent cravings, raging unrestrained

[Mordred]

Staring dazed into the fire, that was.. until it rained

What a muddy mess, I lost my bloody shoe!

[Xandria]

Not lost but found, safe inside a chimney flue

How it got there, will remain a puzzle

[Mordred]

Sometimes yes I talk so much, I know I need a muzzle

Yet still I would try, my mumble loud through leather

[Xandria]

Mumble then laugh, tickled ribs with a feather

Lets tempt a demon, what about Beelzebub?

[Mordred]

With a giant rubber ducky as it does a rub-a-dub-dub?

Here a bunch of rings, let's aim for it's horns

[Xandria]

Wrap them with roses, but beware hooky thorns

Take golden horseshoes, lets weave a false trail

[Mordred]

I once knew a horse who spoke, said he went to Yale

Which way should they point, these shoes meant for a horse?

[Xandria]

North I think, to the land of the Norse

Vikings of lore and their sailing ships, surely will have what we need

[Mordred]

Odin and Loki, I once heard, like to play golf with a seed

If it rains they like to play, rock.. paper.. scissors

[Xandria]

And suckers they are for purple grape fizzers

Huge Axe of Lightning, coca cola leaves gleaming

[Mordred]

Insects, bugs, worms and slugs.. hear them? They are teaming

A revolt, I tell you, is coming soon.. dark alleys whisper their plans

[Xandria]

I stole the secret from ACME, but it requires many windmill fans

Since we are close, lets go forth! To the land of tulips and cheese

[Mordred]

Over that mountain range, I think it'll be a breeze

Sailing over windmill fans, that's the way to go

[Xandria]

Landing with silly hilarious plop, along the mountain westward ho!

Alphorn sounding cannot resist, merry holler escapes my lips...RICOLA!

[Mordred]

A tiny parachute drifts down, lands on a gondola

The brain feels strain early morning in the rain

*ricola?? Yikes*

[Xandria]

Perhaps it's best not to be taxing, on best behaviour I will remain

Fingers crossed behind my back, coffee beckons...cream or black?

*grins *

[Mordred]

Tapping my empty skull, color my java can lack

The little bean, my little friend, helps this creature function

[Xandria]

Then rub this tiny lamp of gold, found in Ludicrous Junction

A curious genie may appear, in the guise of Juan Valdez

[Mordred]

I remember that bottled twerp.. Once offered me some Pez!

Conned me outta wishes, said he was off duty

[Xandria]

Well lets got forth and plunder, I'll share with you the booty

Donkey tails and hee haws, perhaps I'm going crazy

[gaggedLouise]

Don't know how I got under these ropes, or in this lacy

Corset, fitting for a dommed Dominatrix

[Mordred]

Squeezed so tight, she became a size minus six

Along with the tight garb, came a whip and a chain

[Xandria]

With finest links of silver, feeing sweetest pain

To control or be controlled, this is the game