deleted01 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 I am a bardRhyming is so hardAt 1amInsomnia is a twatRefrigerator:crying: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Timebean Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Ode to the Sand SnakesBlack silouhettes against the sunThey ride, they dance, they bleed, they runOn whispers thin and shadows veiledThey slink and scurry, mix and meldWoe be to you who dare defyThe ladies who were fathered byA snake as long as truth is trueAnd deadly as his aim is true. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Welcome, Timebean! :cheers: A great first rhyme! I'm not sure the Sand Snakes have been given many odes here, about time they were paid some attention too :lol: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fragile Bird Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Very nice indeed, Timebean. :bowdown: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
King Euron Swagjoy Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Reek reek it rhymes with sneakthe rat that I was eating made a squeakLord Ramsay is now coming down to torture meall I want to do now is flee.Lord Ramsay is now at the doorI am now hiding on the flooreverybody walk the dinosaur Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
King Euron Swagjoy Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 I know it's not great, but this is the finished, non joke version:Reek reek it rhymes with sneakthe rat that I was eating made a squeakLord Ramsay is now coming down to torture meall I want to do now is flee.Lord Ramsay is now at the doorI am now hiding on the floorwhen Lord Ramsay enters I dare not misspeakReek reek it rhymes with weakLord Ramsay has not come down in a whileSomething must have happened that was rather vile.Lord Ramsay has quite a wrothful streakReek reek it rhymes with freakI hear Lord Ramsay shut the door and take out his flaying knifeHe collects my skin and will want to take off a sliceI dare not look up and take a peakReek reek it rhymes with meekedit: fixing grammar errors Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nuncle Patchwell Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Grumkins and Snarks cannot be foundwhere terror reigns.Come them across beyond the Wall,where the Free Folk stay.Beyond the Wall, there are no thralls,There are no bonds and chains.There is a glamour of sense of humor,And charm of Common Sense.And that is why Grumkins and SnarksChose severe resignation;They loathe to bow before the guardsWith chronic constipation. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 With chronic constipation.:rofl: Great!And welcome Prince of Winterfell, thanks for the rhyme! :cheers:We still need a new theme - any ideas? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KhaleesiDany Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 I like Timebean's ode to the Sand Snakes (and anything that has to do with Oberyn ;) ) and all the love for grumkin! Crackpot theory: Gingerly Grumkin is/will be Azor Ahai Reborn. Yet my hunger is not sated. MOAR RHYMES!A boy climbs up high,higher than crows fly, exceptthe one with Three Eyes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Buckwheat Posted September 14, 2012 Author Share Posted September 14, 2012 Very nice indeed, Timebean. :bowdown:Your new avatar is very nice indeed too, your Birdieness!I like Timebean's ode to the Sand Snakes (and anything that has to do with Oberyn ;) ) and all the love for grumkin! Crackpot theory: Gingerly Grumkin is/will be Azor Ahai Reborn. Yet my hunger is not sated. MOAR RHYMES!<snip a very pretty rhyme>I fully support that theory. :bowdown:Oh, my sweet summer child, what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter ... Old Nan's story made rhyme to a mellow tune.The fallen snow lay across the land.The fallen show all white and cold.I see you're scared, my summer child,your summer face has gone all pale.Since the winter came the days were goneand soon there came the pale white things.But the men missed heat most of all, my sweet child.When fallen snow covered the ground.Since the Others came, the Night grows Longand soon you'll see the spiders pale.And the men froze in their huts ... and castles.When winter snows are on the ground.I see you so afraid, my summer child -is this the tale you want to hear?:smug:Uh, this song just makes no do some stretching, we use it our dance school for that. :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 I wonder what you'd think of meWhen you wake up, and seeMy ugly form besides yours so fineI know now you'll never be mineI wonder what you'd say to meIf I told you, would you flee?I never thought I'd feel this thingOh, the turmoil love does bring!I wonder what you're doing nowIn Kings Landing, do you scowl?Does your sister make you glad?Or are you free to be had?I wonder if I'll do you wrongIf the bards will sing a songOf our journey, would they lie?Do you see what's in my eyes?I wonder if I'll do you proudIf we survive, I'll scream out loudI promised her, I promised youBut only to you can I be true. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 All the knights of summer fleeFrom the gathering darkThe ladies no longer filled with gleeAt the sight of Lady StarkAll the children cry in bedHuddled from the chillWinter is coming, m'lady saidEven if it's not your willMy children are all goneThe bastard's on the WallYou'll never again see dawnWinter comes for us all Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Take THAT writer's block :smug: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Buckwheat Posted September 14, 2012 Author Share Posted September 14, 2012 :bowdown: :bowdown: Dracarya is on the roll! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a free shadow Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 I wonder what you'd think of meWhen you wake up, and see...Who is it about? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Buckwheat Posted September 14, 2012 Author Share Posted September 14, 2012 Who is it about?Brienne, as far as I can gather. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a free shadow Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Brienne, as far as I can gather.I am so not clever Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Franz95 Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 It's a mortal dance they danceOn this day in the Dragon PitPeople fight to take a glanceAs the opponents face and meet"Have they told you who I am?"Says the Viper walking proudAnd the Mountain, "some dead man"While he walks, shouts aloud"I am Oberyn of Dorne"Stubbornly the snake goes on"And I came here 'cause I mournMy dead sister and her son"Silent Gregor takes his shieldHe's not going to speak backHis long greatsword he just wieldsAnd gets ready to attackAnd unasked three foul crimesThe Viper lays at Gregor's doorAnd repeats them many timesWhile they fight their private war"You raped her", so goes the first lineOf the song that they dance toGregor grunts just like a swineAnd he knows the prince speaks true"You murdered her" comes right awayThe Mountain strucks and always missThe opponent graceful slides awayThe Viper's just begun to hiss"You killed her children" is the thirdAnd the dance goes on for longGregor will not say a wordHe will not join in the songSuddenly the sun breaks out"Shut up" screams the enormous knightAnd for an instant there's no doubtThat Oberyn will win this fightThe whole land shakes when mountains fallThe viper's last bite's going to hurtHis sister's name aloud he callsBut then face first falls in the dirtThen they wrestle on the floorThen it's clear who will prevailThe Viper won't crawl anymoreIn Gregor's arms he seems so frail"Elia of Dorne" the answer comesAs if he remembered thenAnd meanwhile the dance becomesLethal for the Dornishman"I have killed her screaming whelp"He mutters as if he was proudHe doesn't know, with poison's helpHe's been given to his shroud"Then I raped her", he won't denyThe crimes of which he's been accusedWhile he kills the other guyTo doing cruelty he's gotten used"Then I smashed her fucking head in"Is the last the Viper heard"Just like this" and one last sinBefore both leave this worldThe Viper died right there and thenHis head smashed by CleganeWho'd killed already a thousand menBut the Mountain felt more painThen in the black cells he diedDark blood flowing in his veinsAnd he shouted and he cried...But what's been done with his remains? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a free shadow Posted September 14, 2012 Share Posted September 14, 2012 Will anybody give me a name or a word to make do with? :rolleyes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Buckwheat Posted September 14, 2012 Author Share Posted September 14, 2012 Will anybody give me a name or a word to make do with? :rolleyes:The Rhoyne. Make do. :)Also, cool new username. :cool4: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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