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poem: Sargo Isle

Bill George — Thu, 03 Jul 2014 13:31:47 +0000

Sargo Isle,
‘tis not the place,
for a ship and its crew to be,
somewhere out there,
on the Outer Ocean,
Its sands swallow ships and their cargo,
and sometimes the crew and passengers as well !

Ai !

Avoid the Sargo Isle,
if you can !

Some say it moves,
inside the fog that surrounds it,
out there,
on the Outer Ocean,
hunting for ships,
to have one or two for lunch,
and saving one for later,
for an inbetween meal snack !

poem: Orc Travails

Bill George — Thu, 03 Jul 2014 13:31:01 +0000

Stinky forest,
flowers ugh !
crazy elves want flowers and leafy trees,
we fight and then leave,
let them think,
they have won this land,
if we not Orcs,
would have gladly,
let them have,
the forests,
and its birds,
flowers, streams,
and quiet !

We come back,
from time to time,
fight elves,
make them think we want woods back !

But we not want nice trees,
want thistles and brambles !

Better to let Elves,
think they have won the forest,
than to let them think,
we want not the trees !

Darn pesky nice woods,
Bah !

poem: Elves in the Forests

Bill George — Thu, 03 Jul 2014 13:28:43 +0000

They sing,
about the stars and the sky,
but once,
long ago, they fried in the heat,
of desert sands,
crawling out of the sandy depths,
of the heated grains,
of sand,
of sand !

They fought the orcs,
for the quiet woods,
with its watered soil,
and won.

But the orcs remember,
when they had the woods alone,
and no elves were there,
to contend with them,
no singing,
no happiness,
no elves,
in the quiet places,
deep in the woods !