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[Steelshanks]

I Still have one poem about you lovely Bucket, I think good old Marsche took screen gumps of the other one ..

[Steelshanks]

Is it a kind of dream,
Floating out on the tide,
Following the river of death downstream?
Oh, is it a dream?

There's a fog along the horizon,
A strange glow in the sky,
And nobody seems to know where you go,
And what does it mean?
Oh, is it a dream?

Bucket!!!
Full of love for all
Bucket!!!!
How can you fall and die?
How can the bucket that was so full
Suddenly be so empty?
Bucket!!

Is it a kind of shadow,
Reaching into the night,
Wandering over the hills unseen,
Or is it a dream?

There's a high wind in the trees,
A cold sound in the air,
And nobody ever knows when you go,
And where do you start,
Oh, into the dark.

Bucket!!!
Full of love for all ...
Bucket!!!!
how can you be so empty!!!
How canthat bucket that was so full
Suddenly be so empty?
Bucket!!!

Bucket!!!
Full of love for all!!
Bucket!!!
how can you close and fail?
How can the Bucket that was so full
Suddenly be so empty?
Bucket!!

You alone Bucket can make me seem alright!!
Help me make the mischief in chivalry tonight!!![/i]

[Steelshanks]

I was sat in the river
counting my legs
and scrubbing my naughty bits
soaping my torso
my bum even more so
and sponging my hairy armpits.

With legs fully lathered
the soapy suds gathered
as froth upon my head
I toyed with a loofah
my quarterstaff too, for
I love a bath play before bed.

The fun was soon finished
excitement diminished
as I was dragged out of the water
by Masons quite forcefull, whose patience was finally strained
as I bathed by the lake
My body they did shake, Their bloodlust to sake,
with my bones that did brake, and gave me a head-ache

[Steelshanks]

Endless footsteps along the ground
The grieving players that were here cannot be found
The dark clouds come and hide the crying sky
Amid those timeworn, lonely echoes of goodbye

A fine bunch were here, But now they are gone
Time is late, The clocked has moved on
Could it be that something has gone wrong!?
A mistake--An error on the server i think...
Left alone on the server, alone to think ...

The Server crashed, And now all have gone to bed
I cry to myself, my hands on my head ...
These tears on my face reveal all my pain
Of playing Sneaky Monkeys server on nightshift alone again ..

A good man joins session, with a mighty shout!!
He says "STEELSHANKS" don't cry, For i am about!!
Be it two AM or three, He is bothered not!!
Always comes to keep me company, what a good sort!!
With a Yo-Ho-Ho!! He brandishes his sword,
Takes a stand and thrust it onwards!!
Any Fool who gets in his way!!
His name Cam ...

[Steelshanks]

Poem Of Sneeky

Over there, In the bush
Watching your every move
Awaiting for you to feint & fail
He'll pounce over the rail

Eyeing up your every step
Snickering upon his lips
Once he sees he has a chance
he'll break out with a shout and start to dance!

Lo, an behold the watcher is he
No one knows from whence he came
Once he thinks you surely failed
He'll swear to do it again

Sitting in the corners
Awaiting for you to subside
Once he thinks you are gone
He will no longer hide

He's watching your every move ..
Awaiting to attack
That Sneeky is so smart!
When he stabs you in the back

[Steelshanks]

Liche was bonking a wench
In the kitchen one night, on a bench
And when he was through
Liche asked "was that good for you?"
She replied "Yes, except for your stench!"

[LadyLootie]

Fool, what song did you write about me? D:

[Yet Another Fool]

Come on, the first and only time i've seen the word "quaint" was in your reaction It was on Stoneshill, I was a Agathian knight protecting the gate !

[Steelshanks]

Under her helmet, We wonder what secret lies.
She ain't cute or built to a model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies!
I say,
It's in the reach of her arms
The span of her hips,
The stride of her step,
The disdain of her lip.
I hear strange screams!
What could it be!?
We shall soon see!!

I rush into the gate
To investigate,
Good lads like she is going to emasculate!!!
I myself have wondered
What in her they see!.
They try so much
But they can't touch
Her inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
She is a devil women!!
Why cant they see!!!
Pussy whipping men, is what she does best,
The thought makes me quite stressed!

And to a man, its bad,
When she starts to sing
With my quarterstaff,
I shall soon laugh,
when i brake her back
With a mighty crack!
All those good men i see, most all down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
To hit and to hurt
My blood soon to spurt

What hope for me or for you?
What's left for us to do?
You made those lads fall to bits,
But this -- but this is for you.
So help me by Farmer, it's true!
You feminize men through and through! . . .
I hate you lootie i do!!!

[TimeWave0]

You are quite talented !

[LadyLootie]

I feel so very honoured Steel <3

[Steelshanks]

Song Of Bucket Link ---> Here




Person to recognize the backtrack i stole gets a prize

[AsDeR]

[mikeh]

Noddy, the little toy with the red and yellow car

[Bucket]

HAHA NO WAY THATS AMAZING MATE

[Marsche]

Holy shit dude

[MattColman]

I would pay for more like this!

On the other hand... i have to find out who is SteeleShanks.

[Steelshanks]

Silver Pennies only

[Steelshanks]

Full name: Ser Kana Of KANA

Known as: Kana

Rank: High Guard

Faction: Agatha

Appearance: Before you stands a man who most would describe as tall but not ridiculously so, his long sext kicjs wildly over his shoulder before slipping into a casual, if scruffy knot toward the end.

His chest is broad and heavily built, befitting a man of his stature and size but his features are pleasant and fused with a kindly glow that almost betrays an otherwise intimidating exterior.

His eyes are fierce and cautious upon first glance but strangely alluring on closer inspection, however despite his best attempts to draw attention elsewhere, a noticeable scar slithers down from the corner of his eye to the middle of his left cheek, this scar is difficult to look at for any length of time, apparently once a great source of pain, you could consider yourself a member of his inner circle if the secret behind such a disfiguring injury was imparted to you.

His platemail arms are kept very clean and free of dents and scrapes, although despite this they appear like any other well-made pieces of armour, apart from the military stripes emblazoned upon his right shoulder, the stripes do of course indicate the rank of High Guard, a rank this individual regards as one of his greatest achievements.

Held tightly within his grasp is a massive Zweihander, an assortment of nicks and scratches run along the handle, almost tally like in their regularity. This is a weapon he has become famous for, many hardened warriors have fallen to such a dangerous piece of equipment; something he takes great pride but also perhaps a hint of sorrow in.

Work-description: As a Highguard of Agatha, Kana's job requires that he must juggle the demands of a garrison, with the diplomacy of a leader in the on going civil war.

While the mundane drilling and patrol routines are dealt with by the Sergeants and Corporals, Kana finds himself dealing with far less substantial work, satisfying the Lions morale, monitoring progress and maintaining a army that constantly finds itself called upon to fight for its home.

[HackedPenguin]