A Poem That Reminded Me of Our Little Game

[musashi]

Hey guys,

I just read this poem by Shel Silverstein and I couldn't help but think about Armageddon when I got done reading it. Just seems to have the spirit of our game in mind ... so I wanted to share it really quickly with all of you.

TRUE STORY

This morning I jumped on my horse
And went out for a ride,
And some wild outlaws chased me
And they shot me in the side.
So I crawled into a wildcat's cave
To find a place to hide,
But some pirates found me sleeping there,
And soon they had me tied
To a pole and built a fire
Under me - I almost cried
Till a mermaid came and cut me loose
And begged to be my bride,
So I said I'll come back Wednesday
But I must admit I lied.
Then I ran into a jungle swamp
But I forgot my guide
And I stepped into some quicksand,
And no matter how I tried
I couldn't get out, until I met
A water snake named Clyde,
Who pulled me to some cannibals
Who planned to have me fried.
But and eagle came and swooped me up
And though the air we flied.
But he dropped me in a boiling lake
A thousand miles wide.
And you'll never guess what I did then -
I DIED.

[a strange shadow]

I love Shel Silverstein.

[Desertman]

That looks my my third grade poetry.

And my poetry was bad, even for a third graders.

[Vessol]

This morning I jumped on my kank
And went out for a ride,
And some desert elves chased me
And they shot me in the side.
So I crawled into a quirrii's cave
To find a place to hide,
But some gickers found me sleeping there,
And soon they had me tied
To a pole and cast a fire
Under me - I almost cried
Till a Bynner came and cut me loose
And begged to be my bride,
So I said I'll come back Nekrete
But I must admit I lied.
Then I ran into the Grey Forest
But I forgot my guide
And I stepped into some traps,
And no matter how I tried
I couldn't get out, until I met
A vestric named Clyde,
Who pulled me to some Halflings
Who planned to have me fried.
But and The Dragon came and swooped me up
And though the air we flied.
But he dropped me in The Silt Sea
A thousand miles wide.
And you'll never guess what I did then -
I DIED.

Armageddon-ish now.

[musashi]

I thought about doing that ... and then decided against butchering the work of my favorite childhood author.