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== Here be the poetry of the late night musings of battlemaster. ==
== Here be the poetry of the late night musings of battlemaster. ==
   
   
<nowiki>Haiku's
Under construction... And i have no idea how to do said construction


Florence the red
== Haiku's ==
Trademark cold frown abound
Smells of milkcaine


To catch a squirrel
{{AsgardArticle
You need but only one tool
|header =  Maxim Jones
The windmill
|editor = Mick Mugurk
|date = January 2010
|article =


Filth and Ruin
Florence the red.                                                                                 
Makarian hordes bring
Trademark cold frown abound.
Oh the smell
                                                                       
Smells of milkcaine.                                                                               
}}
{{AsgardArticle
|header =  To hunt a squirrel
|editor = Mick Mugurk
|date = January 2010
|article =


The world proclaim
To catch a squirrel.
Blackmore are honourless dogs
You need but only one tool.
Poison forgives</nowiki>
 
The windmill.
}}
 
{{AsgardArticle
|header =  Goblin Invasion
|editor = Mick Mugurk
|date = January 2010
|article =
 
Filth and Ruin.
Makarian hordes bring.
 
Oh the smell.
}}
 
{{AsgardArticle
|header =  Honourless suicide
|editor = Mick Mugurk
|date = January 2010
|article =
 
The world proclaim.
Blackmore are honourless dogs.
 
Poison forgives.
}}
 
{{AsgardArticle
|header =  Plans aflame
|editor = Mick Mugurk
|date = January 2010
|article =
 
Xaphan the cruel.
An ambition of fuel.
 
Burned like his tail.
}}

Latest revision as of 04:05, 27 January 2010

Here be the poetry of the late night musings of battlemaster.

Under construction... And i have no idea how to do said construction

Haiku's

Phoenixsmall.png   Maxim Jones   Phoenixsmall.png
by Mick Mugurk
January 2010
Florence the red.

Trademark cold frown abound.

Smells of milkcaine.


Phoenixsmall.png   To hunt a squirrel   Phoenixsmall.png
by Mick Mugurk
January 2010
To catch a squirrel.

You need but only one tool.

The windmill.



Phoenixsmall.png   Goblin Invasion   Phoenixsmall.png
by Mick Mugurk
January 2010
Filth and Ruin.

Makarian hordes bring.

Oh the smell.



Phoenixsmall.png   Honourless suicide   Phoenixsmall.png
by Mick Mugurk
January 2010
The world proclaim.

Blackmore are honourless dogs.

Poison forgives.



Phoenixsmall.png   Plans aflame   Phoenixsmall.png
by Mick Mugurk
January 2010
Xaphan the cruel.

An ambition of fuel.

Burned like his tail.