traditional gnomish poetry

[BMWGuinness]

In midst of mystic forests breath,
thy love lies chained in trampled leaves.
Hark, the ravens sing its death,
o listen how the wind it grieves.

Thine evil king of daughter pure;
fear wrathful eyes ablaze in rage,
forbade to see her love no more;
his heart so cursed, ripped from its cage.

Thy tears run free, thy spirit soars;
wings of hope in dreams doth fly.
Tis shrill the cry of elven roars,
o true love surely ne`er shall die.

[sbbenhcs]

gnomish poetry, folks... means SHORT. =p

there once was a gnome from gnantucket... and all.

[sbbenhcs]

i once wrote a beautiful love poem
for a blonde (and quite buxom) young gno-em
i wrote of her feature the best
which was her most bountiful chest
and how i longed for her to just show 'em

i've been asked to contribute to a lovely little blog named the scumbase, so this is well on it's way to becoming a weekly thing for me.
the blog gets first crack (as tuesdays are going to be "traditional gnomish poetry" days), but for those of you lacking in click-through
skills, i'll post them up here later in the week.

[Thaenor]

that's very cool,

kudos to you

[sbbenhcs]

the gnome percy was once trapped high in a tower
with a maiden whose tresses held amazing power.
when asked why he stayed there,
instead of climbing down on her hair ...
he said "she needed a little *cough* help in the shower."

[BMWGuinness]

traditional gnomish poetry is NOT in english, try again

[sbbenhcs]

if YOU want to go teaching everyone dirty words in gnomish, that's up to you.
but i'm going to steer clear of that little pitfall, thank you very much.

and it's not like there's much lost in translation... so relax a bit, okay mate?

[sbbenhcs]

as i walked in search of true beauty's perfection,
i couldn't help but keep changing direction.
when i was asked why this was,
i would simply reply "because,
each pretty lass gives my compass an erection."


author's note: this particular poem gave *cough* rise to that most poignant of gnomish sayings, "he couldn't see the forest through the bushes... erm, trees."