Yukle Posted November 29, 2016 Share Posted November 29, 2016 Count, that was magnificent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted November 29, 2016 Share Posted November 29, 2016 Thank you! verse 2: Born of incest in the Red Keep, I'm a nasty little creep, rude to Sansa, "No"'s my answa: life at my court is cheap! Oh-oh ... (refrain) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Little Scribe of Naath Posted November 30, 2016 Share Posted November 30, 2016 CB and Lady B on a roll here Love the jingles! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 1, 2016 Share Posted December 1, 2016 NaNoWriMo is over. That may or may not mean more time to finish Westerosi Jingle Bells, but I will try to get it done by the 25th. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted December 1, 2016 Share Posted December 1, 2016 I had a Stannis verse, but I left it at home. Annoyed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted December 2, 2016 Share Posted December 2, 2016 Chip on shoulder makes me snarky; wifie kissed by me 'll never be! Killed my brother; we hated each other: peaches ain't for me! Oh-oh ... [refrain] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 Well done, CB! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted December 3, 2016 Share Posted December 3, 2016 My court's gay in more senses than one; Loras and I have lots of fun! I am the true king 'cause I am good-looking, and 'cause I feel like one! Oh-oh ... [refrain] (and just two more to go) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 4, 2016 Share Posted December 4, 2016 LOL. You've got Renly pretty well pegged there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 4, 2016 Share Posted December 4, 2016 Bump Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yukle Posted December 5, 2016 Share Posted December 5, 2016 (To the tune of Jingle Bells) Ring the bells Ring the bells King Robert is dead A big fat boar Gave him a gore While he stabbed it in the head Oh! Ring the bells Ring the bells The king is not alive Look how many new kings we have The last count it was five! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 5, 2016 Share Posted December 5, 2016 Nice, Yukle! Certainly less grim than my Seven Hells version. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted December 5, 2016 Share Posted December 5, 2016 Good summary! I don't care much 'bout the Iron Throne: the North just wants to be left alone! We're only defyin' to punish the lions for cutting our Dad's neckbone! Oh-OH ... [refrain] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yukle Posted December 5, 2016 Share Posted December 5, 2016 7 hours ago, Lady Blizzardborn said: Nice, Yukle! Certainly less grim than my Seven Hells version. Thanks! And I liked yours, it was suitably macabre given the subject material. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 6, 2016 Share Posted December 6, 2016 Oh, CB! That last line is hilarious! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted December 6, 2016 Share Posted December 6, 2016 Seastone chair suffices for me; that, and stealing globs of booty! Pay the iron price (we're not too nice): nix on society! Oh-OH .... [refrain] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 8, 2016 Share Posted December 8, 2016 And a brilliant verse for House Greyjoy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Count Balerion Posted December 8, 2016 Share Posted December 8, 2016 I obviously don't think much of the Old Ways. Even the Vikings had the sense to trade as well as raid. And now one final verse to sum it all up: "And so now the killing begins: 't was all started by Cersei's sins! Had she true heir -- nicht mit Bruder -- we wouldn't be "Meat, Mince"!" That last line is perhaps a bit off, unless one spends a lot of time in libraries. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Blizzardborn Posted December 9, 2016 Share Posted December 9, 2016 Very good ending to the song, CB. Time in libraries aside, it's not a true rhyme. But it's close enough. Nice throwing in some German too. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Voice Posted December 9, 2016 Share Posted December 9, 2016 Bump! Bump and vote. Vote and bump. May the Yuletide carry Ben home. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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