I felt I bit inspired today, so I wrote a little poem. Here it goes:
*Bandersnatchy
'Twas brilling and the scrawny cat
did chase the singing, happy drunk,
and at the market Lo-Hak sat,
but only selling junk.
"Beware the Morgoth boss my son,
his 'Grond' will smite, his summons hatch.
And when you die you're far from done;
re-roll and start from scratch!"
He took his 'Ringil' sword in hand,
long time that Sauron foe he fought,
so rested he, with the shift-r key,
and stood a while in thought.
When on the hundredth floor he stood
he heard a suspect grinding sound,
and clearly up to nothing good
came Morgoth now around!
One-two, one-two, and through and through
the 'Ringil' sword went snicker-snack!
He striked him down, and with his crown
he went recalling back.
"And hast thou slain the Morgoth boss?
Come to my shop now with your loot
You came from hell with stuff to sell
you've plunder'd from that brute!"
'Twas brilling and the scrawny cat
did chase the singing, happy drunk,
and in the market Lo-Hak sat,
but only selling junk.
*Bandersnatchy
'Twas brilling and the scrawny cat
did chase the singing, happy drunk,
and at the market Lo-Hak sat,
but only selling junk.
"Beware the Morgoth boss my son,
his 'Grond' will smite, his summons hatch.
And when you die you're far from done;
re-roll and start from scratch!"
He took his 'Ringil' sword in hand,
long time that Sauron foe he fought,
so rested he, with the shift-r key,
and stood a while in thought.
When on the hundredth floor he stood
he heard a suspect grinding sound,
and clearly up to nothing good
came Morgoth now around!
One-two, one-two, and through and through
the 'Ringil' sword went snicker-snack!
He striked him down, and with his crown
he went recalling back.
"And hast thou slain the Morgoth boss?
Come to my shop now with your loot
You came from hell with stuff to sell
you've plunder'd from that brute!"
'Twas brilling and the scrawny cat
did chase the singing, happy drunk,
and in the market Lo-Hak sat,
but only selling junk.
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