Once pon atime in a land far away
There live a elf named Nalynn and a scurge name Laer
Laer came to Nalynn and asked her a rhyme
Nalynn responded with a limerick just in time
The two fought back and forth one at a time
Till the unbelieveable happened Laer ran out of rhymes
Nalynn was happy with glee
She tripped and stumbled and hurt her knee
And all Laer could do was go and kill honey bees
But then it hit Laer like a orc with a brick
Nalynn must be up to her old tricks
So he reached in to his bag and found some old lint
And turned it into a bunny oh so quick
Nalynn turned and looked in surprise
And gave a quick snicker
And blew poor Laer off into the sunrise