I made a poem for a friend of mine and I thought I’d post it here. If you liked it, please leave a comment, that would mean a lot to me.
High up in the mountains in the cold icy north
There live the kodan they drink beer and get bored
High up in the air floats a big zeppelin
Toymaker Tixx and his krewe live therein
One time in the year they get out of their bed
They put on their nice clothes and their best-looking hat
They need to make toys for all Tyria’s kids
Owl griffon plushies and mechanical squids
Tequatl dolls and ships made out of wire
They work very hard to fulfill each child’s desire
The workshop is littered with dozens of cats
They keep out the cold and they eat up the rats
The kodan meanwhile are still out in the cold
They’re jealous of Tixx and their wroth makes them bold
They come up with a plan to wreck this Wintersday
They’ll sneak in the airship and take all cats away
They do as they plan and they steal every cat
Poor Tixx and his krewe are extremely upset
How will they work in this mess and this cold?
Their tears and their cries are let go uncontrolled
But look who is there who steps in through the door!
It’s our hero Drago, come to protect the poor!
“I’ll handle these kodan don’t cry my dear Tixx.
I’ll treat them on beatings and floggings and kicks!”
And she does as she says and she says as she does
She storms up the mountain without even a pause
She strikes down the kodan with great strength and ire
She beats the whole tribe into early retire
The cats she now brings back up to the ship
She carries them all, it takes but one trip
Now Tixx and his krewe are all clapping and cheering
These little Asura look really endearing
The cats are now saved and our hero is done
I hope that while reading you all had some fun
More violets, less violence.