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Rhymes of Ice and Fire V12


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Oh sweet winter child, you know nothing of heat, heat is when you can't sleep all night because it's too hot, heat is when you have to stay home from 11 am to 21 pm because the sun is too intense, heat is when you start sweating after five minutes in your balcony, heat is when you need sun lotion to be able to go out for more than an hour, heat is when you sweat no matter where you are or how good your air conditioning is.

That is heat sweet winter child

Heat is when you need to fly thirteen thousand feet in the sky just to feel a cool breeze :laugh:

But we are fortunate indeed. The stories I hear of cities in midsummer in the days before air conditioning - when the stagnant, crowded streets were more bearable than your own bedroom, when air hung still and the what little you could see of the sky through the tall buildings was as bright and untainted a blue as you've ever seen.

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You must not balk, Qhorin said

Before dying the snow red

Now Jon walks beside savages

His body Ygritte ravages

Jon resists her touch

Soon, it becomes too much

Down in the hollow, they kiss

And get down with some sexiness

Jon fears he's truly a turncloak

But it's just sex, bloke!

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You must not balk, Qhorin said

Before dying the snow red

Now Jon walks beside savages

His body Ygritte ravages

Jon resists her touch

Soon, it becomes too much

Down in the hollow, they kiss

And get down with some sexiness

Jon fears he's truly a turncloak

But it's just sex, bloke!

Unless I'm going crazy, this is not your first time here? Either way, great poem! :cheers:

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My first wholesome poem ever

Red Wedding - Edmure's POV

My King and my Uncle say

"For your mistakes you must pay.

It's arranged, marry Roslin Frey,

Lord Walder must now have his way.

"

My opinion, they did not seek

Was my bride fair and sleek?

Or homely and lacking teeth?

I didn't know, still they made me go

Time was not for me to be weak.

On arrival, I'd never believe!

Roslyn was comely, what a relief!

And yet she wept, I didn't know why

For now I'd love her 'til the day I died.

The wedding took place, the feast proceeded

I felt now happy, got all that I needed

Those awful songs? That poorly meal?

Didn't care much, did my part of the deal.

It was time for the bedding, how I longed for it

Naked in the chamber, with all candles lit

Roslyn was there, and oh, what a sight!

Drowned in happiness! Yet, oblivious, and blind....

When all was done, I got my wish

A lovely wife, and no floppy fish!

But soon I found out 'twas nothing but lies

Beneath this chamber, my King, Robb, dies.

Despite the salt and the bread,

Thousands perished that night,

No offense goes past the Freys

Not even under Guest Right.

And now they hold me captive,

A hostage by seed and by chains,

No king, no sister, no army,

Nothing else remains...

And my most acclaimed one, IIRC:

The Freys - Slay our Guest!

(to Beauty and the Beast's

"Be Our Guest"

)

Walder Frey:

My lords, King in the North, it is with deepest pride

and mayhaps pleasure that we welcome you tonight!

And now we invite you to relax, let's put down your sword

as all Freys in the room proudly presents - you betrayal!

The Freys:

Slay our guest! Slay our guest!

Put our treason to the test!

Tie your direwolf outside, my lord

And we will provide the rest!

Soup du jour - hot king's blood!

Why, you slighted us to mud!

Try the vengeance

It's amazing

Don't believe us? Ask Lord Tywin!

We can undo what we swore

After all, m'lord, this is war!

And we're tired of being less than second best!

Go on, take salt and bread

Soon you'll all be worse than dead

Slay our Guest

Slay our Guest

Slay our Guest!!!

First some arrows

Then a stab

A greatsword right through your heart

All your army burns outside

You should have never changed your bride!

Cat's alone

And she's scared

But the butchery's all prepared

No Frey's gloomy or complaining

While the singers are entertaining!

We know it's time when we hear

Good ol' Rains of Castamere!

The Red Wedding's going forth

That is no jest!

Come on, Freys, lift your glass

We won't let this slight pass

Let's slay our guest!

If you're stressed

Eternal sleep's what we suggest!

Slay our guest

Slay our guest

Slay our guest!

Walder Frey:

Life is so frustrating

For a vassal always serving

We need someone who puts us on higher status

Ah, back in the days you thought we're useful

Suddenly all your promises are gone

So many years I've been ignored

Being mocked by other lords

I need alliances, a chance to marry off my prole!

One day you come with your King's word

You seemed quite right on track

And then you stab us in the back!

Black Walder:

He's a guest! He's a guest!

And his uncle we'll arrest!

Freys are ready, so is Roose

Cold revenge on its best!

I faintly hear Catelyn's plea

It's such a lovely sound to me!

While the bards are badly playing

I'll be stabbing, I'll be killing!

Outside's chaos, smokin' hot

Seven Hells, oh what a plot!

Keep on going! We want Lord Tywin impressed!

We've got a lot to do!

And murder Greywind, too

Let's slay our guest!

Slay our guest!

Slay our guest!

Slay our guest!

The Freys:

Slay our guest! Slay our guest!

Anything King Joff requests

It's been years since we've got some respect

And we're obsessed

With your folly, with your slight

We'll even break the damned Guest Right

While the bedding is still going

A true bloodbath will be flowing

Lord by lord, one by one

'Til Walder shouts "They've all been done!"

Then we'll sew your wolf's head in your still-warm body

Tonight we'll end your cause

And we'll break all the laws

To slay our guest!

Slay our guest!

Slay our guest!

Gods, let's slay our guest!

The acclaim was well deserved fine lady :bowdown: :bowdown:

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I cannot seem to write at all,

The words just will not come,

I seem to have simply struck a wall,

My mind simply struck dumb.

Instead of poems of ice and fire,

I'll write for you instead,

Of things which you may not admire;

The crap inside my head.

I have a hole in my right sock,

Just thought you'd like to know,

The big toe is free to run amock,

But there are four toes still to go.

I woke up with a burn today,

From my hot water bottle,

How it happened, I couldn't say,

But I had the urge to throttle.

My cat is doing something strange,

Exploring my wardrobe,

Climbing everything in range,

In search for things to probe.

I'm feeling pretty hungry, too,

But I'm too lazy to cook,

I have crackers to see me through,

If not, we'll have a look.

So that is how my day has been,

Hopefully this clears my head,

So I can rhyme about a better scene,

Of ice and fire instead.

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Soooo, I tried something a little new. Don't laugh at me ><. I wrote a little tune for the words. I royally fucked up on the third verse, but this was the fourteenth take, so I don't care. This thingy. This is Arya's lullaby, by the way.

Where do you belong, child?

Where is your home?

Where do you belong, dear?

Where will you go?

Where is your family?

Who's with you now?

Nothing is right

You're all alone

All alone

There's nothing left

Just a faceless heart

It's only empty

There's no one home

No one home

Where do you belong, child?

Where is your home?

Where do you belong, dear?

Where will you go?

Where have you gone?

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