Masons And Monkeys |
Masons And Monkeys |
Apr 15 2015, 04:20 PM
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Squire Group: Banned Posts: 117 Thank(s): 70 Points: 117 Joined: 21-February 15 From: My house Member No.: 4,604 |
Marsche, Hobbit, Liche & Trout
and then there's the smallest Turbo Midget One hit, two hit, three and four and five, they're so frisky, so alive!! Trout is my number one, Always up for catapult fun!! Always up for kicks and cuddles, But he is somewhat slow in the battle!! He stands alone sometimes to think, From your skull or mine to have a drink Liche is my number two, Proud and handsome, I tell you! He prances like a little pony, and you know what? That's no baloney!!. He guards your back from above and when over a river, sometimes gives me a little shove. That Fat Hobbit is my number three, chubby, plump as hobbits should be. Always cleaning, always cooking He tries to run but his feet keep sticking. He keeps on searching for a hand, to scratch under his collar band. Turbo Midget is my number four, Always seeming smaller, more and more. Loves to snack on lots of munchies, Mason meat and Mason archer crunchies. Begging, pleading, day and nights. "DONT USE BAD RASCIST LANGUAGE OR ILL BAN YOU OUTRIGHT" Mean old Marsche is my number five, He jumps, rolls over, takes a dive. Up my back, All round the fucking map!!, Swinging his big hammer to squash me flat!!!! I run and scream, "help me plz" Nobody seems to ever hear me, With a nasty cackle and a overhead hit, He breaks my skull in one swift hit! -------------------- Removed at request of user
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The Following 5 Users Say Thank You to Steelshanks For This Useful Post: Marsche, MonkeyFiend, Sneeky, Stupid Fat Hobbit!, The Malefic Trout |
Apr 15 2015, 09:36 PM
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Squire Group: Banned Posts: 117 Thank(s): 70 Points: 117 Joined: 21-February 15 From: My house Member No.: 4,604 |
When my guard was down he attacked from behind
With a blow to the head, now I wake up to find My head on the floor, My arm in the river While he cuts up my body to dance on my liver My head goes along, rolling on its own And a pain when I move that just makes me groan!. My stomach and its contents have ceased to be friends And are now parting company via both ends. I ought to get up but I'm frightened to try, I just want to lie here and and respawn when i die. I can't understand how I came to be caught By those crazy LMB spamming helicopter sorts, I went to the server, to fight in the war, As so many others had done before. Dance if you must!!, but wouldn't it be better? If we could put down our weapons and dance together!!, Together we could sing, tootle and prance! What do you say Mr DeadCanDance!? -------------------- Removed at request of user
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