Wednesday, June 9, 2010

About a bard...

So here is my first blog on here. The answer to the random question:

Your bow is not broken but you've run out of arrows. How can you fake being a bard?

I skip and jump around like a loon, making everyone pause to see what is up then make some random "song" up explaining why...

"Myyyyyyyyy name is Jack Daniel and I am a baaaaaaaaard..."

"My bow is not broken
I live on dry land
Back in the trees,
No wait further the sand!"

A sailor stopped by
Fair-haired and mangy
"You see" he started at first quite a bit angry
"An ogre, An ogre has taken my cherries!"
"So I have come here to take some from youuuuuuu"

So I said to the man even though feeling quite strong,
"There's no need to fight,
I'll get you your cherries back! And what more? I will sing you a soooooong."

At first he was hesitant not sure he could trust me,
but all was relieved when I made sweet Oolong teeeeeeeeea.

So I went after that Ogre with nothing more than my flute,
See I don't have an axe and I ran out of arrows defeating a brute.

I found the Ogre bathing in soup,
Very odd I thought but then at least its not pooooooooooooop.

Mhm.

Sneaking into his cabin on the third shelf, back in the corner away from the elf,
I find his cherries, and a big hammer
Unfortunately on my way out I was stopped in all rudeness by a swordfish with claaaaaammeerrrrrrrs!

So I played him a song on my flute for safe passage
however on our way back
we did not need the chassis.
I rode the swordfish as he flew through the grain
but when we arrived my flute vanished although not in vaaaaaain.

Here I am today without any arrows,
My bow repaired by a man named jack sparrow,
and I beg of you please,
"I'm down on my knees"
Do you believe me - a bard? - Please test my bone maaaarrooooooooooowww!"

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