Scalebane7676
2008-04-12 23:15:26 UTC
#145044
A Lower orphan, coin in hand, delivers this installment to the library.
Proper Whipping TechniquesA treaties on proper whipping, written by a master of the trade.
By KM, a renowned expert on the subject.
There are few tools that are finer than
The barbed whip, a length of leather span
For keeping things bleak
And sorting the weak
I must say that I'm a devout fan.
Some say a big axe with do the trick
But what if it's swung by one too thick
You'll get damaged men
I wouldn't take ten
They're quite worthless and should be dumped quick.
There are few I enjoy whipping more
Than a shield dwarf to settle the score
They bellow so loud
I'd cut down a crowd
Though it's a task, it's hardly a chore!
Anvilsmasher and Battleload were
Kings that would make their loyal kin stir
They both got the sword
Or they hung by a chord
Bless whoever dragged them to inter.
To hear one strike their back with a lash
And gaze upon the great crimson slash
Is enough cause for cheer
And toast with a beer
Followed by feasting for one so brash.
Scalebane7676
2008-04-13 01:18:54 UTC
#145059
Another poem is delivered by an emaciated Lower youth.
Private Sten
By KM, champion of dwarven justicePrivate Sten the golden axe fellow
He prefers his bribes to be yellow
Truly a killer
Despised by Miller
When poison is found he will bellow.
A merchant sets up camp for his trade
Sten will drive him along with a blade
Until a bribe is passed
And Sten's gold is amassed
The seller will be beat with a spade.
One day Sten found miss Thorne in the tank
So he opened the door with a crank
Master Sten, full of glee
Scalded her with his tea
And cut her to ribbons with a shank
The cell's ground turned a dark crimson hue
Cries of mercy did sound, it is true
Pvt. Sten called her a whore
And then beat her some more
With an insult, Thorne gave him his due.
With a tolerance level so short
Sten did offer a scathing retort
"Fecking Lower" "You're dead"
As he mangled her head
Being just was a final resort.
This tale of Sir Koinus Sten is not rare
He will sell kept secrets on a dare
And beat down a foe
Like a dirty hobo
And cart off his riches to his lair.