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Hodge-podge poetry

 
 
Clary
 
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Reply Wed 18 Aug, 2004 02:46 am
The twain fell to the floor
Of the kitchen below
And wrestled in earnest
With, sometimes, a blow.
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fortune
 
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Reply Wed 18 Aug, 2004 08:59 pm
Now no one could dispute
That Sir Oak was brave
But dumb luck was his forte,
His weapon most grave
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Clary
 
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Reply Thu 19 Aug, 2004 03:52 pm
However, clever Oak
Tripped Grunt with's foot,
And Grunt came tumbling down,
The ugly brute!
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 04:41 am
But then Grunt started singing
This horrid chanson,
Leaving Poor Oak to wonder
'What is going on?'

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fortune
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 08:40 am
This terrible singing
It seemed was a call,
A summoning cry
To Grunt's hell-hound thrall
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Clary
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 09:57 am
A huge slav'ring hound
With a wire wool coat
Leapt over the threshold
Heading for Oak's throat
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fortune
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 10:10 am
It had great blood red eyes,
Sir Oak froze in his track,
When down from above
Molly leapt on it's back
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 11:54 am
Molly kicked, and she punched
At the hound's sluglike face,
So it stopped in its tracks,
Looked at her with disgrace.


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fortune
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 12:02 pm
Moll's kicks and punches
Had been quite in vain
But her keen daggers
Would be the beast's bane
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Clary
 
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Reply Sat 21 Aug, 2004 04:49 pm
She quickly despatched
The bloody eyed hound
And turned to help Oak
Who was still on the ground.
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Scarlettmarsden
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 05:01 am
Without warning was a cry
From the highest tower
Oak's ears pricked up
Turned to the voice like a flower
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paulaj
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 08:49 am
Help me dear Oak and
Save me from this place
The castles burning quickly
We can flee without a trace
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fortune
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 06:23 pm
'Twas a cursed siren!
And Moll tried in vain
To bring him to reason,
To save him from this game
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paulaj
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 06:37 pm
But their fates were sealed in stone
And their triumphs waxed and waned
For on that day, Oak and Moll
Were intertwined in fame
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fortune
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 06:45 pm
(Sir Oak and Molly are in the same room at the moment!)

"Wrongly you spurned me,
You cannot save Oak!
And now I'll kill both of you!"
Spoke Sir Grunt with a croak
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fortune
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 06:45 pm
(Oh, and welcome to the thread, paulaj!)
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paulaj
 
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Reply Sun 22 Aug, 2004 09:00 pm
(thanks fortune, it's fun, I need to pay closer attention, need to re-read)
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Clary
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 10:08 pm
Sir Grunt struck at Moll
With a fist of steel,
But Oak used his knee
In a way Grunt could feel
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fortune
 
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Reply Wed 25 Aug, 2004 11:12 am
The spell was broken
By fear for Moll's life,
But Sir Grunt was determined
To cause yet more strife
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Clary
 
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Reply Thu 26 Aug, 2004 12:28 am
Poor Moll was near fainting,
A pale shade of leek;
Her pulse like a bird
Fluttering and weak.
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