PIECE THREE (Contest I):
One bright sunny day, around mid to late June,
An unlikely crew set sail from Ardougne.
A gnome with a tome,
A troll with a pole,
An ape wearing a cape,
An elf by herself,
One human crewman,
And a lazy old dwarf, almost left on the wharf.
But the weather turned foul entirely too soon;
The rollicking seas became a typhoon!
The gnome cried for home,
The troll flailed his pole,
The ape stood agape,
The elf crossed herself,
The human was fuming,
And the lazy old dwarf wished he was back on the wharf.
They drowned of course.
PIECE ONE (Contest II):
So I sits down wivout any blimin' clue wot I'm gunna be writin' about. But hey, if that 'ent some kinda exercise in discovery, I don't know what is, know what I mean? An' any case, you gotta start somewhere, 'ent yer?
Any'ow, I've pulled up me chair, selected me most favourite implement for writin' wiv, and grabbed a coupla sheets o' decent parchment from the drawer. Got 'em cheap from some guy 'wot just come back from Ardougne. They're crinkled but still good quality. 'E mighta just stole 'em, but I didn't ask, did I?
Anyway, 'ere goes!
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19-Feb-2008 08:20:08
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