Thank you, Gilsa!
I got some Dust Town verse for soignee. I am the whitest white girl who ever glowed under a blacklight, so bear with me.
The meter is Lore Approved, vaguely based on further verse by Paragon Seuss:
We looked! And we saw him! He stepped on the slug!
We looked! And we saw him! The Nug in the Rug!
"Why do you sit there?" he asked with a shrug.
"I know it is cold and the lava's not runny
But we can have lots of good fun that is funny!"
"Blue" = lyrium
My gloves are made of drakeskin and my knife is of red steel
I'm not your common duster, man, this is the real deal
You come onto my turf and you know I'll take you down
Ain't no one as big as me in all of Dust Town
You gotta be tough if you're gonna deal in Blue
I got to where I am by screwing over all of you
So when I say bend over, you bend over and you take it
Jarvia's my name, remember if you want to make it
And just for Missa, I shamefully present a limerick:
There was an Antivan assassin
Who thought he'd go Grey Warden-stabbin
"Hey, he's kind of hot"
The Grey Warden thought
And now in her tent they are thrashin
Modifié par Corker, 14 juin 2010 - 08:42 .