Though your faces is one reviled
With pustules all that ooze
Do not fear my little troll child
Your mother still loves you.
Your teeth inside your gaping maw
So frightens all to leave
But sweet troll mothers have no flaw
As you cry upon her sleeve.
Don't worry troll with ugly grace
Be full of cheer this day
Your mother dear will love your face
And will not turn away
Take comfort trolly child beast
And do not cry and bawl
For mothers aren't like them at least
They love you warts and all.
You're clumsy and ungainly
Your smells cause us to veer
But mothers act humanely
She treasures you so dear
You are repulsive in your lair
A cleanly troll you ain't
Your mama cleans your underwear
So cherished by this saint
Silly poem about a mother's love for her troll son
My dad was a great inspiration in my life. After his passing, I was privileged to hold and read through many of his journals. One of the most precious pieces are his collection of personal poems. Poetry has always been an important part of my life. I set the goal to write a poem every week for a year. Here is my blog.
Sunday, April 12, 2020
Friday, April 10, 2020
BEHOLD THE MIGHTY GILDRO
Behold the mighty Gildro
Who's never lost a fight
He crushed the orcs of Sildro
And smashed their champion knight
He ripped the dragon Kurath
With hands upon his throat
He torn its tail with kill wrath
And drowned him in the mote.
He stopped the hordes of Angmar
And scared the witch to death
He left a gruesome face scar
With just his fearsome breath
Another silly poem about our D&D campaign. I cast a Bardic Inspiration
Who's never lost a fight
He crushed the orcs of Sildro
And smashed their champion knight
He ripped the dragon Kurath
With hands upon his throat
He torn its tail with kill wrath
And drowned him in the mote.
He stopped the hordes of Angmar
And scared the witch to death
He left a gruesome face scar
With just his fearsome breath
Another silly poem about our D&D campaign. I cast a Bardic Inspiration
GILDRO GIANT
Gildro took the pill blue
And grew and grew and grew
To match the hulk and mass
Of trolls to kick their "grass"
The growth swelled up his trunk
With muscles of a hunk
His chin grew big and square
His chest was thick with hair
His fists grew big as rocks
His feet torn through his socks
His legs were size of trees
That made his walk with ease
The magic blessed this thief
To make him buff and beef
Made his voice be loud
But left him unendowed
Another silly poem that I made for by brother's character a dwarven thief/rogue who used a spell to grow really big and battle a Rock Troll
And grew and grew and grew
To match the hulk and mass
Of trolls to kick their "grass"
The growth swelled up his trunk
With muscles of a hunk
His chin grew big and square
His chest was thick with hair
His fists grew big as rocks
His feet torn through his socks
His legs were size of trees
That made his walk with ease
The magic blessed this thief
To make him buff and beef
Made his voice be loud
But left him unendowed
Another silly poem that I made for by brother's character a dwarven thief/rogue who used a spell to grow really big and battle a Rock Troll
GILDRO AND THE BARD
♫ Gildro and the Bard, Ed,
Come to save your life
Entering the dark cave
Wielding lute and knife
♫A stab to their jewels
The sneaky rogue prevails
A song for their hearts
The bard just epic fails
♫Warring duo we
Are come to save the day
With lute and blade abreast
Will make those elfers pay!!
This is a silly poem I wrote in our D&D campaign.
Come to save your life
Entering the dark cave
Wielding lute and knife
♫A stab to their jewels
The sneaky rogue prevails
A song for their hearts
The bard just epic fails
♫Warring duo we
Are come to save the day
With lute and blade abreast
Will make those elfers pay!!
This is a silly poem I wrote in our D&D campaign.
BOOM COMES THE UGLY TROLL
Here is a little diddy I wrote as the bard in the DnD campaign I play with my brothers.
Boom Comes the Ugly Troll
♪♫Boom, boom, boom Comes the ugly Troll
With his large hairy fists and the club he holds
♪♫Doom, doom, doom is our future here
When he hits your face and makes it smear
♪♫Loom, loom, loom has the darkness come
Shall we find a place to hide and run?
♪♫Tomb, tomb, tomb is drawing close
Will you quiv'r and shake like all his foes?
♪♫Gloom, gloom, gloom are your hearts I fear
When you are lost I shall shed a tear.
I imagine that it is sung to a minor key
Boom Comes the Ugly Troll
♪♫Boom, boom, boom Comes the ugly Troll
With his large hairy fists and the club he holds
♪♫Doom, doom, doom is our future here
When he hits your face and makes it smear
♪♫Loom, loom, loom has the darkness come
Shall we find a place to hide and run?
♪♫Tomb, tomb, tomb is drawing close
Will you quiv'r and shake like all his foes?
♪♫Gloom, gloom, gloom are your hearts I fear
When you are lost I shall shed a tear.
I imagine that it is sung to a minor key
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