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"Dringo the Notable Hunter - He's at it again!"

This should be consolation for those of you disappointed with not being elected as a notable. You’ll soon find that it was the closest escape you’ve ever had…




There were once nine young men in golden robes,
Who liked to travel the SR globe.
Happily notable until one day,
A scoundrel named Dringo called them all gay.

“We outnumber him nine to one.
Lets punish him – it’ll be fun!”

They charged towards their anger’s goal,
And fell straight down a giant hole.
Dringo laughed as he showed them his spade.
The notables felt their ego fade!
The pit, it seems, was incredibly deep.
The nine had landed in a massive heap.

“You’re crushing my arm! Get off it Ant!”
“God Grix, you weigh like an elephant!”
“Don’t stand on my nose!” “Get your foot out my ear!”
“Get off me Sniper!” “I’m dying down here!”

A few screams later and they were back on their feet,
But they were still in the hole, fifty feet deep!
The steep walls made climbing completely futile,
So the notables used their cunning and guile.
Being the biggest, both heavy and tall,
Wookie took is place next to the wall.
Grix then climbed onto his head,
Followed by PB the man made of lead.
On top of PB, Meka stood.
Sheepy climbed on Meka – so far so good!
FM climbed on Sheepy, careful not to fall,
Er-no slipped off FM, but caught on Sheepy’s wool.
Ant helped up Er-no, by acting as a prop,
Sniper started climbing, but never reached the top.
Holding up eight men, can be too much for a Wookie to take.
He finally lost his balance and fell – many bones did break!

But they tried again, all without a doubt,
That they’d succeed this time, and sure enough, Ant climbed out.
Like all Ants he could lift ten times his weight.
He easily pulled up the other eight.
They stood up to Dringo as bold as brass,
They did not see the rope in the grass.
As they sent to get him, Grix yelled “OH CRAP!!”
As the net went up – another trap!
All heaped up again in the dangling net,
And the worst bit still hadn’t happened yet!
Dringo had (and God knows where he got it from!!)
A powder keg (a gigantic bomb!!)
He placed it under the net - to the notables’ bad luck,
When they saw they explosive they shouted “Oh darn!!”


















All of them lost an arm or a leg,
Except for poor Sniper who’d been nearest the keg.
And although they’ve returned back to old ways,
They’re not so much notable as not-able these days.
The incident has turned the election on its head.
If they vote for you now then they want you dead!

shaneo wrote:
In escence, you're calling Strafex
> sad too. He wrote it.

Nope, you said you liked it, he just wrote it making no comment.

RastaBillySkank wrote:
> shaneo wrote:
> RastaBillySkank wrote:
> shaneo
> wrote:
>I like the gay
> part.

You're very very
> sad...

I was talking about this
> bit!

Happily notable
> until one day,
A scoundrel named Dringo
> called them all
> gay.

I know, that's why I called you sad.

In escence, you're calling Strafex sad too. He wrote it.

shaneo wrote:
> RastaBillySkank wrote:
> shaneo wrote:
>I like the gay
> part.

You're very very sad...

I was talking about this
> bit!

Happily notable until one day,
A scoundrel named Dringo
> called them all gay.

I know, that's why I called you sad.

RastaBillySkank wrote:
> shaneo wrote:
>I like the gay part.

You're very very sad...

I was talking about this bit!

Happily notable until one day,
A scoundrel named Dringo called them all gay.

I've got an idea. Why don't you copy this poem into word and then post it in a topic or make a new topic when he does get back.

Then you can stop popping it.

:)

You might as well answer.

I'm going to keep popping this until Dringo gets back.

Does anyone think that poems like this have a place in the Story forum?

After all, they are narrative poems.

That was great. The best bit, (for no particular reason, SNIPER) was "All of them lost an arm or a leg,
Except for poor Sniper who’d been nearest the keg"

:)

shaneo wrote:
>I like the gay part.

You're very very sad...

I'm popping this again.

Dringo will come back one day.