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Post by karenee on Jun 26, 2005 19:09:55 GMT -5
Realizing her armor was ancient,
The princess held a fund-raising event.
With the armor all sold,
She took all her gold
And bought twenty tanks and an elephant.
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Post by dgan on Jun 30, 2005 3:53:36 GMT -5
With weapons her fortune now turns
With napalm the city she burns.
The residents ran
Throughout all the land
And the pachyderm bought three Grecian urns.
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Post by karenee on Jul 1, 2005 17:41:43 GMT -5
Well, for the urns he paid dearly,
As each one contained a young Chearly.
And the Chearlys, you know
Are thieves very bold
And they stole all the tanks...or nearly.
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Post by dgan on Jul 2, 2005 2:51:25 GMT -5
The princess was one crafty cat,
And told them to keep all of that.
Help her and they
Would get double the pay;
Or refuse and 'neath elephant, go splat.
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Post by cree8ivone on Jul 5, 2005 11:39:33 GMT -5
When peace was finally restored,
she fervently prayed to the Lord.
"Please help me to find
the ring though I'm blind
to paths to the Blair Morven hoard."
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Post by karenee on Jul 5, 2005 17:05:54 GMT -5
For she knew that the Moddion-o-Gair
Had been buried 'neath Blair Morven's stair.
Her map only had
Half the path, which was sad,
But she thought she could find her way there.
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Post by dgan on Jul 7, 2005 0:43:58 GMT -5
The Chearleys began their inspection
Of a route giving princess protection.
And though they got lost,
They were men, and alas!
They would not stop for direction.
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Post by karenee on Jul 8, 2005 0:46:30 GMT -5
Learning this, the sweet princess's scream
Berating with foul words, extreme,
Brought out the headhunters near
Who scattered the party with fear
And the princess got lost by a stream.
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Post by dgan on Jul 8, 2005 5:43:53 GMT -5
Through Blair Morven the stream happened to wind
And the planet's three moons were aligned.
She stumbled by chance
On some corduroy pants
Holding the map's other half, and a dime.
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Post by DanTheMan on Jul 8, 2005 16:05:48 GMT -5
The pants, they belonged to a hermit,
Who laughed at the princess so clumsy.
He grabbed the pants fast
and walked on past
leaving the princess behind.
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Post by karenee on Jul 8, 2005 17:16:50 GMT -5
The princess checked out the dime
And swore at the fool hermit's crime,
Forgetting that she
Had the map and that he
Had left her the clues in a rhyme.
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Post by dgan on Jul 9, 2005 0:09:34 GMT -5
The rhyme on the dime was just this:
"The ring and the scroll, do not miss.
You must look very deep
Beneath rocks and sheep
And give a volcano a kiss."
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Post by karenee on Jul 9, 2005 9:33:18 GMT -5
Confused at the strange sounding words
She snorted that they were absurd
Tossed the coin to one side
And decided to hide
On a stool and eat whey and some curds.
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Post by dgan on Jul 10, 2005 3:34:18 GMT -5
Along came a venomous spider
That chose to sit down beside her.
She jumped off her tuffet
And trampled the Muppets;
The horrifying scene makes me shudder.
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Post by tinidril on Jul 10, 2005 12:29:13 GMT -5
Then just as she ended the scuffle
With tuffet and muppet kerfuffle,
She retrieved the dime,
Reconsidered the rhyme,
And continued her journey unruffled.
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