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== Haiku's == | == Haiku's == | ||
{{AsgardArticle | |||
|header = Maxim Jones | |||
|editor = Mick Mugurk | |||
|date = January 2010 | |||
|article = | |||
Florence the red | Florence the red. | ||
Trademark cold frown abound | Trademark cold frown abound. | ||
Smells of milkcaine | |||
Smells of milkcaine. | |||
}} | |||
{{AsgardArticle | |||
|header = To hunt a squirrel | |||
|editor = Mick Mugurk | |||
|date = January 2010 | |||
|article = | |||
To catch a squirrel | To catch a squirrel. | ||
You need but only one tool | You need but only one tool. | ||
The windmill. | |||
}} | |||
{{AsgardArticle | |||
|header = Goblin Invasion | |||
|editor = Mick Mugurk | |||
|date = January 2010 | |||
|article = | |||
Xaphan the cruel | Filth and Ruin. | ||
An ambition of fuel | Makarian hordes bring. | ||
Burned like his tail | |||
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
 Maxim Jones
|
| by Mick Mugurk |
| January 2010 |
| Florence the red.
Trademark cold frown abound. Smells of milkcaine. |
| To hunt a squirrel
|
| by Mick Mugurk |
| January 2010 |
| To catch a squirrel.
You need but only one tool. The windmill. |
| Goblin Invasion
|
| by Mick Mugurk |
| January 2010 |
| Filth and Ruin.
Makarian hordes bring. Oh the smell. |
| Honourless suicide
|
| by Mick Mugurk |
| January 2010 |
| The world proclaim.
Blackmore are honourless dogs. Poison forgives. |
| Plans aflame
|
| by Mick Mugurk |
| January 2010 |
| Xaphan the cruel.
An ambition of fuel. Burned like his tail. |