_Morpheus_
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And and....I'll tell your dad that you were talking about poo! Reply #41. Oct 29 08, 2:29 PM |
AnneBonney
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Reply #42. Oct 29 08, 3:31 PM |
_Morpheus_
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Flopsy you can post this on "The wonderful Llama thread." It's quite Llama-ish ;) I've discovered the difference between an Alpaca and Llama.....more white meat. Reply #43. Oct 29 08, 3:40 PM |
flopsymopsy
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You get more meat from a llama, they're bigger ;P Reply #44. Oct 29 08, 4:21 PM |
flopsymopsy
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"...If llama poo is smeared Upon the padlocks binding." And so the pirates rolled in muck Then felt their chains unwinding. They jumped for joy, Deciding they would relish The llamas' kind departing gift Which they would always cherish. "But what about our treasure?" The ungrateful captain wailed. "The llamas they have taken it, I bet their ship has sailed." The pirates went into a huddle To hatch a plot or two But when they'd finished huddlin' They still had not a clue. Reply #45. Oct 29 08, 7:54 PM |
Mouldy-Carpets
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"But the llamas will go westward," said a Bosun loud and clear. "They'll head back to the Inca land, a land of pain and fear." "SET SAIL PERU!" the captain yelled, and all the crew complied. "I mean to get these llamas yet.... before the Inca's dried." Reply #46. Oct 29 08, 8:40 PM |
benniebenbenny
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Maya submit a little ditty Whether a llama is very tasty Aztec nology becomes more common Let's not eat too hasty. Inca nada we prefer moose meat More plentiful than your llama And if you all believe me Well I'll be damma. Reply #47. Oct 30 08, 6:12 AM |
fredfrank
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Trick or treat! Reply #48. Oct 30 08, 8:42 AM |
AnneBonney
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Reply #49. Oct 30 08, 9:54 AM |
TCEB
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Last time we saw the pyrates , they had sailed off to Peru With their hearts full of excitement , and their pockets full of poo With girded loins and gritted teeth , and sinews strained to bustingTheir nerves were twanging madly , and their language was disgusting "This map is useless to me !"criedBonney with a frown T'was fredfrank had the nerve to say she had it upside down And they were sailing southwards when t'was north they ought to be And there are not many signposts in the middle of the sea "I thought it would be warmer here " complained young backwards billy But it wasn't too surprising , as they'd ended up in Chile. Reply #50. Oct 30 08, 10:46 AM |
fredfrank
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Trick or treat Smell my feet Give me something good to eat. Reply #51. Oct 30 08, 11:00 AM |
flopsymopsy
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"Did anyone see Morpheus?" The cry came from above. "I think he's downstairs sleeping..." "Well, give his arse a shove! I need some help with steering, can't do it on my own I'm fed up with his slothful ways, my patience has all gone!" The Captain sounded tetchy, as she leaned against the wheel One day she'd punish Morpheus, make him inspect the keel! She scanned the Chile coastline, which looked steep and sheer to boot The pirates would get worn out, tracking down their loot. The pirates set off hiking, and they climbed the Andes slopes But the air grew thin then thinner, and it all but dashed their hopes. Then MarchHare called for silence, she thought she heard some drumming And then she dived for cover, "Look out, there's llamas coming!" Reply #52. Oct 30 08, 11:22 AM |
cyberhen
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But from the distance Came the sound Of a little aeroplane Flying round and round. The duck, who had been left behind, Was flying in to help. Armed with pumpkins, she flew around And soon spotte the llamas. She threw the pumpkins out of the plane And let off a hearty cheer. But then she suddenly realised She hadn't learn't to land. She belly-flopped right into the sea Next to the pirate ship And he March Hare hopped over And jumped in the pilots seat. Reply #53. Oct 30 08, 4:38 PM |
DotSnoopyFan
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Dot appeared from out of the blue despite the awful stench of llama poo. She joined the pirates in the quest Because she knew pirates are the best. :) Reply #54. Oct 30 08, 5:06 PM |
Jabberwok
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But the oblivious March Hare Was sadly unaware That Jabberwok was on a hunt. Friends were invited to dinner, It was sure to be a winner But the suckling pig was a runt. So scanning for another dish In her tome of Apicius, next to the fish She'd found a recipe for Leporum Farsum. Her poacher's bag held tight On the plane she did alight And found a hare both fit and handsome. Reply #55. Oct 30 08, 5:12 PM |
Mouldy-Carpets
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I challenge the next poet to write their verses in 'Terza Rima' (iambic pentameter optional - chortle);-) Reply #56. Oct 30 08, 5:33 PM |
flopsymopsy
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(too late for that challenge, I wrote this already!) The llamas watched as sadly The hare went in the pot And Jabber for good measure Decided to add Dot. The pirates being hungry They gathered round the fire Twas then the MarchHare realised It was her funeral pyre. [pause for weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth] "Oh nooo!" the pirate captain Screamed in tones so shrill She woke the hare from slumberin' (Or she'd be sleeping still). Like soap stars based in Dallas, The plane had been a dream And Dot, the Duck, and MarchHare Gave everyone ice cream. The pirates gulped down dessert Then looked up with a grin For there were llamas eating pie And custard from a tin. "We brought your treasure with us." The llama leader said, "It's not so very heavy And we thought your ship was dead." "We lugged it over mountains And through the valleys green; We put it in a safe place And the marker can't be seen." "Ye cannot see the marker?" Said the captain with relief "But... how then will we find it?" "That's a small problem, chief" And with that the llamas left them Huddled o'er their fading fire Well, if you were a gentle llama Would you risk the pirates' ire? Reply #57. Oct 30 08, 5:47 PM |
Mouldy-Carpets
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Oh flopsy, it wasn't that too late. Fair enough, it's not Terza Rima, but you got a fair few of your first and third lines in iambic pentameter - VWD :-) Reply #58. Oct 30 08, 6:01 PM |
MarchHare007
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The Hare of course, ecstatic Was extremely enigmatic And thankful to the llama who provided all the custard. It was nice to have her friends Safely rescued at the end For that stewing theory didn't cut the mustard! Reply #59. Oct 30 08, 6:01 PM |
flopsymopsy
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But then... The pirates sobbed forlornly as night fell Twas Halloween, the sounds of ghosts were loud The undead walked o'er hill and dell And spirits wafted lonely through the crowd. Zombies crept through the pirate rank In fear they clung together with heads bowed. And in the distance, chains rattled clank - Memories came to haunt the pirate souls Of innocents they'd forced to walk the plank They would do better, set new goals "Let us reform, sound the ship's bell! We'll become farmers, nurture llama foals, Let no one bad stories of us tell Call back the llamas, All is well!" (Howzat, Mouldy-Carpets? Terza Rima enough for you? Oh and I do I hope those carpets aren't Royal Wilton.) Reply #60. Oct 30 08, 6:22 PM |
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