Champion Limmericks

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Roland Gridley

Junior Member

02-22-2012

I wrote this long thing for Art of Revelry contest since the little things I doodled were worthless alone. =P


As a being of legend
I tend not to dabble
in the dreams and delusions
Of pauperous rabble,

But this story is different,
No outright knife-slashing
Or roped-up neck jokes, just lovely,
Aged and humorous caching.

Sandra never laughed.
And Joheim? Only once.
You’d think they’d be more chipper,
What with their sudden bunce

First came the weeks of Revel.
Joheim and Sandra had married,
But poverty struck them hard
And the search for work was harried.

They goaded the gods
Of both wealth and wrath
With nigh a result, that’s when
This story first crossed my path.

Joheim, in secret, pledged his first born.
Sandra, not knowing , pledged hers as well.
Both to yours truly, the Demon Jester,
The dark squire from hell!

Hearts of gold and
Philospher’s stones
Kept their wallets full and
Replenished flesh and bones.

A child came about during
the second Winter Revel.
A boisterous boy of laughs,
A gift fit for a devil.

They conjured the image of some
Decapitated general,
Then pleaded and begged,
But both proved to be ephemeral.

I took him from his mother,
And looked in to her eyes,
“Your debt has been paid.”
Then she began her cries.

She cried, “My baby, my boy!”
I laughed, “Your debt, your health.”
She shook, “I made a mistake….”
He blinked, “Our wealth….”

“You promised our boy?”
“You did as well!”
“Now he‘s gone.”
“We deserve this hell.”

I chuckled and nodded,
And knew I’d be back.
I thought I’d get one child,
And thought they’d get slack.

The third Winter Revel
And I’m around again.
I’m a tad late, I’ll admit,
Now the day of yusheng.

The second child smiled
And I laughed to see her face
Joheim and Sandra, though
Jumped to deflect with great apace

Joheim yelled, “She’s ours! Leave!”
I smiled and gave him his hell,
“This would have been easier…
Had the first been yours as well.”

Now, onto the children.
Never mind their age,
The giggling little things
Never made it past this page.


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EbonRat

Senior Member

02-22-2012

Love these.


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EbonRat

Senior Member

02-22-2012

Quote:
Originally Posted by roland gridley View Post
i wrote this long thing for art of revelry contest since the little things i doodled were worthless alone. =p


as a being of legend
i tend not to dabble
in the dreams and delusions
of pauperous rabble,

but this story is different,
no outright knife-slashing
or roped-up neck jokes, just lovely,
aged and humorous caching.

Sandra never laughed.
And joheim? Only once.
You’d think they’d be more chipper,
what with their sudden bunce

first came the weeks of revel.
Joheim and sandra had married,
but poverty struck them hard
and the search for work was harried.

They goaded the gods
of both wealth and wrath
with nigh a result, that’s when
this story first crossed my path.

Joheim, in secret, pledged his first born.
Sandra, not knowing , pledged hers as well.
Both to yours truly, the demon jester,
the dark squire from hell!

Hearts of gold and
philospher’s stones
kept their wallets full and
replenished flesh and bones.

A child came about during
the second winter revel.
A boisterous boy of laughs,
a gift fit for a devil.

They conjured the image of some
decapitated general,
then pleaded and begged,
but both proved to be ephemeral.

I took him from his mother,
and looked in to her eyes,
“your debt has been paid.”
then she began her cries.

She cried, “my baby, my boy!”
i laughed, “your debt, your health.”
she shook, “i made a mistake….”
he blinked, “our wealth….”

“you promised our boy?”
“you did as well!”
“now he‘s gone.”
“we deserve this hell.”

i chuckled and nodded,
and knew i’d be back.
I thought i’d get one child,
and thought they’d get slack.

The third winter revel
and i’m around again.
I’m a tad late, i’ll admit,
now the day of yusheng.

The second child smiled
and i laughed to see her face
joheim and sandra, though
jumped to deflect with great apace

joheim yelled, “she’s ours! Leave!”
i smiled and gave him his hell,
“this would have been easier…
had the first been yours as well.”

now, onto the children.
Never mind their age,
the giggling little things
never made it past this page.
woah.


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Roland Gridley

Junior Member

02-23-2012

Quote:
Originally Posted by EbonRat View Post
woah.
Hah! =P Thanks, I'm sure that's a compliment.


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Softspoken

Senior Member

02-24-2012

I'm a fan of the champion Cassie
Who's a capable serpent lassie
She has an AOE stun
And even laning is fun
Because of her strong harassie

Bonus edit:
An end-game fight near won
Their team now on the run
But I should have been asking
Why one champ they were lacking
Surprise Fiddle parties aren't fun.


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Terratr0n

Senior Member

02-26-2012

There once stood a tank called Renekton
Who slain all with no exception
But a burden to bear;
"WHAT BOOTS TO WEAR!" T_T
Will noobs ever solve this conception?


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deadlyrooster

Junior Member

02-26-2012

Teemo is a very swift scout,
of that there is no doubt.
Expertly camouflaged in a bush
waiting for the purple team push.
Out of nowhere a sapling
and a minefield comes landing.
Teemo is a very dead scout.


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Starn3rd

Senior Member

03-01-2012

Here's one for Malphite.

Oh Malphite, the Monolith's Guard.
His enemies he hits quite hard.
Do you fear him? You should.
because if he could,
He would kill you with his Seismic Shard.


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Ravenstein

Senior Member

03-01-2012

Mundo Limmerick:

MUNDO!


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The Blue Jelly

Senior Member

03-02-2012

All hot and bothered is Ahri
Who spent all day in the galley
Her Charm, she would fire
But to her great ire
Would be countered by Oranges for Scurvy


Pronounce "Scurvy" like a pirate for bonus points and more quality rhyme. SCAAARRRRVY!