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Assorted Limericks by Nalynn (24 Mar, 1997)
Assorted Limericks by Nalynn
There once was a Seeker named Torm,
Most human and valiant of form.
By his true love rejected,
he departed dejected,
Out into the gathering Storm."
25Jan97 |
There once was a GM named Tizer,
Whose knowledge made him all the Wizer.
With fey bottle upended, he drank as intended,
'Til it spouted from his ears like a Geyser!
26Jan97 |
VonWildcat, a Libra, he claims,
His words are as true as his aims...
But his face never pales,
as he holds up the Scales,
All the while hapless Margoyles he maims!"
21Feb97 |
Welcome to Lady Ravine,
Her tales are not even obscene.
Her troubles she faces,
with the finest of graces,
Ever dainty, if you know what I mean!
26Feb97
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The postings of late have been cursed,
As we post and post times 3 the first,
And amid cries of anguish,
frustrated we languish,
'Til our bubbles of hope up and burst!
27Feb97
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A reborn young elf is our Vailant,
He's off on a quest as assailant.
He's a might bit confused,
befuddled and bemused.
Cause he can't figure out where the beasts went
1Mar97 |
Here's to our Swordmaster Riklaun.
Fierce in battle, but gentle to young fawns.
With a spell on his lips,
and his hands on his hips.
He'll be home safe and sound by the mid-dawn.
1Mar97 |
My hat's off to generous host BriSid.
He charges less rent than to a squid.
But his mattress is lumpy,
and it makes me feel grumpy.
Cuz I can't get no sleep without liquid.
1Mar97 |
Our TGray survives wedded bliss;
For C0r he's ever ready with a kiss.
As she weaves through swamp's rushes,
she easily blushes;
Ever watchful for serpents who hiss.
7Mar97 |
Jared Syn moans at the rhymes,
He fears it's a sign of the times.
For Rayella most fetching,
the rhythm she's catching,
Thank heavens she's not sucking on limes!"
8Mar97 |
We have a new elf named Rayella,
Who wanders afoot with no fella.
She walks 'cross the sand,
her weapons at hand,
Ever ready for rain with umbrella.
9Mar97 |
Here's to an odd fellow Symkin.
He's entered Tel'Mithrim for thinkin'.
But he's quite unaware,
that his face is most bare.
And we wait for his tales without blinkin'!
11Mar97 |
Here's to my good buddy BriSid.
Who's viewing the world through his eyelids.
He's sipped of the fey, and cried 'Seize the Day'!
But alas we all know he's just a kid!
11Mar97 |
There's a mischievous riddler named Stellar,
A curious sort of a feller,
The questions are maddening,
my responses most saddening,
He deserves to be put in the cellar!
12Mar97 |
Oh troublesome GM, sir Tizer,
Is reputed a bit of a Miser.
Not to free with the cash,
it might lighten his stash,
Let's go set him on top of a geyser!
12Mar97 |
Old Fergy has dug a deep hole,
And he feels like a dirty old mole.
The elves how they giggle,
while Brian he wiggles,
I'd escape if I just had a pole!
12Mar97 |
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Where oh where is GM Tizer?
Vacation they said, who's the wiser?
He went off to the woods,
and made off with the goods,
Will he share them or be an old miser?
20Mar97 |
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BriSid's guest bed is so lumpy,
'Tis a wonder I'm not awfully grumpy.
I have ordered a new bed,
it's better than a dog sled,
Let's just hope it ain't god-awful bumpy!
20Mar97 |
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To T Gray and Cor, our guild lovers,
Do they ever emerge from under covers?
They were spied in the tavern,
well it sure beats a cavern
While all manner of strange creature hovers.
20Mar97 |
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Tal (GreySavant) is lately absent,
Did he forget once again to pay the rent?
Tho' he sometimes intrudes,
It's for brief interludes,
And we still wonder where in heck he went.
20Mar97 |
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Our Bladesingers led by dear Riklaun,
Arise every day just before dawn.
They prepare for the battle,
Harassing stray cattle,
Who wander out onto the lawn.
20Mar97 |
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Von Wildcat, an elf tried and true,
Brightened up Nalynn when she was blue.
With the jokes oh so witty,
He declared "'Tis a pity!",
That the ladies around are so few!
20Mar97 |
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And let's not forget old Bloodglade,
Who's eager to go on the raid.
He may be so toothless,
But at least he's not soothless,
For he knows where his false teeth, he laid.
20Mar97 |
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Mal Fvados, the latest to our clan,
Seems puzzled by the lay of the land.
To chairs he did speak,
While the elves they did squeak,
In delight, at success of their plan.
20Mar97 |
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A battle does brew for Tel Mithrim,
The elves doing workouts in the gym.
Errandir shall be freed
it was lately decreed,
We just won't be the same if without him.
20Mar97 |
What is the matter with Laerithil?
He's acting somewhat like a big pill.
He slithers and slides,
and VonWildcat derides,
He'd get killed if he'd only stand still.
21Mar97 |
SongReiver has a new tale,
It's a beaut and it's sure not to fail.
So let's give him a kiss,
lest he thinks we're amiss,
And just hope he ain't killed by a whale!
21Mar97 |
Nalynn has a terrible cold
It's a bad one or so we are told.
She's taken to bed, with bad snot in her head,
Dare not enter, unless ye be bold!
24Mar97 |
In the realm there's a shortage of cream,
Perhaps this is just a bad dream.
We must be most alert, for this wondrous dessert,
To the hunt let's assemble a team!
24Mar97 |
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