Friday, May 8, 2009

Ode to a Horses End

Noble Asfaloth lies still and bleeding,
No more stables, no more feeding,
Rider forced to stand, heart full of remorse,
A horse. A horse, this temple cost a horse.

3 comments:

Joebroesel said...

No time for mourning, yet! have to kill an annoying monk first! :)

robogeek said...

A poetic end to a faithful stead - good work!

There was a young elf from El D'aount
Who took a horse as his mount
Rode it and Loved it
Buffed it and Shagged it
But now he's out for the count

Boom Boom!

ScottW said...

Poetry and limericks - so closely related yet so far divorced!