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Rated: E · Poetry · Comedy · #1206286
The story of a band of adventurers whom had a very bad day.
It was a wonderful summer day,
Goblins were our prey,
Little did we know,
  Orcs were on the list also,

Up to the cave we snuck,
Unfortunetly we had no luck,
Goblins spotted us all forlorn,
  And they blew their horn,

When we started there were two,
With their signal it became a few,
Then a few turned to twenty,
and twenty was too many.

The brave cleric run he did,
becoming the decoy, as we hid,
with the coast all clear,
to the cave we snuck with fear.

Inside there were two,
But one of them was no fool,
Whistle he did,
And again two became a few,

The odds became great,
So we ran with no debate,
Running quickly to find the cleric,
Running with a lot of pannic,

Running through the trees,
Trying to see through all the leaves,
We came across a few more goblins,
We smacked them on their noggins.

Running again,
persuit about to begin,
An orc was about to attack,
The cleric snuck up and gave him a smack.

Down he fell with a thud,
"It's about time you catch up you pud."
The cleric exclaims,
As we run without a complain.

Some more goblins catch up,
as we prepare to recoup,
The fighter charges into battle,
screaming "I will cut you like cattle."

The battle begins with a swack,
The cleric charges in to take a smack,
The wizard climbs the tree,
To find all the enemies he can see.

The fighter takes a mighty swing,
His sword goes flying like a mighty wing,
Into the tree it goes,
Where the wizard sits looking for foes.

It hits the wizard with a thump,
all the wizard can exclaim is UMp!
The wizard falls trying not to hit the ground,
But lands on the ground with a great bound,

The poor wizard is broken,
The fighters sword is no longer his token,
Lying on the ground,
He wont get to it till next round.

The cleric fighting with all his might,
Kills the goblins before dawn light,
With the figher and wizard down,
our only hope was to nestle till dawn.

Blessing from the gods,
make the wizard whole without rods,
The fighter with rest,
Gets up in a few hours to join with the rest.

So a lesson for you all,
to prevent you from having the wizards fall,
When two turns into a few,
Run, Run, and Run....

Caesin (Rose) Silverhair






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