T3h Random Rhyme of Doom.

The Castle

I stand upon the castle,

I look upon the moon,

I wait upon a trestle,

Until its about noon.

Standing by the trestle,

Waiting for a ride,

Right upon the castle,

A carriage stops beside.

 

So you need a lift?

A good question to hear,

The answers was so obvious,

That I gave him some free beer.

So I got into the carriage,

He took me for a ride,

Introduced me to his buddies,

Who held crossbows by the side.

Give me all your money!

But I thought the ride was free?

That’s too bad for you then,

I’m gonna count to three.

So I whipped out my long sword,

And the dagger by my side,

The hammer in my backpack

And a broadsword three feet wide.

 

They laughed at my weapons

They neglected to attack,

I told them this was special,

There’s a wolf behind your backs.

They guffawed till their sides split,

As the wolf tore them apart,

I shrugged and took their outfits,

I told them they were smart.

I walked along the forest,

I met a merry band.

How do you do?

GTFO our land.

 

I knew they were nasty,

But I went along my way,

But I was the least surprised,

When I heard the doggies bay.

Turning around what did I see

But a merry band,

Sighing I took out my sword,

And lopped off someone’s hand.

The guy fainted dead away,

The rest ran off somewhere,

I shrugged and took his wallet,

He didn’t seem to care.

 

Trudging down the forest road,

With my sword beside,

Oh what else do I need,

But a better ride.

Sooner did I voice my thoughts,

Than a horse appeared,

Struggled as it was caught,

And fell as it was speared.

I walked past the hunting men,

Past the bandit camp,

Past the militia hiding in their den

And over their mud ramp.

 

I walked and walked and walked and walked,

Through many distant plains,

And when years later I cleared the forest…

 

Oh crap. It’s the castle again.