The Defeat of Elwyn by Michael Gettings

[MalReynolds]

People told me to move the story here, soooo...



The day was quiet as the slaves gathered around,
All wearing smiles, never a frown,
Out went the sacks and rakes onto the field
The harvest of knowledge this season would yield…

Minutes went by, with still no Master,
Had he forgotten? Perhaps a disaster…
When the sirens went off, the slaves sat still,
And in walked the replacement, Elwyn Finkzil…

Elwyn was a dragon, as you may have guessed,
Covered in scales and horribly dressed…
Her hair was stringy and long,
She thought she could do no wrong.

A tail that could crush a man,
And teeth that could destroy on command,
Blood stained her scales, from meals long past,
How long could these poor slaves last?

Up to the top, she took the front,
And opened her mouth with a mighty grunt.
And out came a cry, as loud as could be,
A cry that could deafen both you and me.

“Settle down, slaves, or I’ll teach you a lesson!
I am not one you’ll want to be messin’!
Straight out of the cave, and slave mastery’s my game,
And if you cross me, there will be pain…”

The slaves shied away and began to work,
When the Lizard of the group, the lonely old jerk,
Decided that it would be great fun
To cross the dragon, and he was the one
That spoke out against her, and to the front the was sent,
His head bowed down in a sulk of lament.
He was to be a martyr to all the others, a brave example,
Of what not to do, his punishment was ample.

Another young fellow, a lively young chap,
Up and decided to open his yap!
And out of the field to the dungeon was he,
Happy to escape such a hellious deity.

One boy and his shirt which was stained,
Braved the dragon, he did complain,
To the house he went to get a new shirt,
This one not covered in someone’s stomach dirt.

And back to the field he slowly walked, ambling,
When who did he pass? Elwyn, rambling.
He stopped and spoke to the Dragon of Jolt,
“Why did you leave them? The slaves will revolt!”
She stopped and turned, flames in her eyes,
“Get back to the field or it’s your demise!’

Elweyn’s face was bloody, a mix of iron and mud,
And off she stomped with a loud thud,
And young slave Michael walked down the hill,
Going to the field, just past the mill.

When he approached the field, there were sentry guards at post,
Asking so many questions, “What, who and how” were asked the most.
The young slave was confused about what had occurred,
Until the guards started shouting, back to his rake he was lured,
By the answers to his undying question:
Just what had happened in this Hollow Bastion?

He shuffled to the back, and took up his rake,
Where many voices with him he did take.
“A mace hit the dragon, square in the jaw!
The slaves went wild, crazy, happy with awe!
For the Lizard man was the one that attacked, like a horse chomping at the bit!”
But poor slave Michael already knew it.

It was a matter of time before the owners arrived,
From many a slave, answers the derived.
And infuriated they were, their eyes filled with rage!
Anyone that had seen the Mace was locked in a cage!

And the slaves that had touched it were the bravest of all,
They admitted their crime, and it was their downfall.
For death was the penalty that they were put,
Or leave the plantation and never set foot,
In this happy place of work for two to four years!
A judging like this brought on so many jeers.

For when the regular Master of the slaves did return,
He put all the slaves to work, each in turn.
All day they worked, well into the night,
Working their hardest with all their might…

Never getting a break, there was no haven,
No place to hide that they were safe in,
Not even the bunks! He even worked them then,
Many not sleeping, but waiting to begin.

And so it continued for many a day,
Until the Master absolved the crime with a loud, “Hurray!”
And things went back like before her…
But all dragon slayings of the future he did deter.

And what of the Dragon, old Elwyn you ask?
She went back to her cave, in failure to bask.
Until the end of her time as a fiery dragoness,
Never again did she acquiesce
To return to the field where the slaves did revolt,
And her cave was sealed with a mighty and large bolt!

That, dear children, is the end of this tale,
Names have been changes lest it become stale.
And the slaves lived happily ever after,
That is, until the next disaster.

But that, young faces, is a different story,
Another chapter in this Plantation’s memory.

The End


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Thanks for reading.

Mal

[RobbyZero]

I'd like to know what this means? The moral perhaps...

[lightdarkness]

wow
that is really good
i am supprised how you got the ryhme scheme into every verse
it is very hard to do that with many poems
is this for a class? or just for yourself?

[MalReynolds]

I just did it for myself. And I really don't think there is much of a moral in there, so don't go digging. If you can find one that I can use, than kudos

But, yeah, I just started writing, and stopped when it felt finished.


Mal

[lightdarkness]

Originally Posted by MalReynolds

I just did it for myself. And I really don't think there is much of a moral in there, so don't go digging. If you can find one that I can use, than kudos

But, yeah, I just started writing, and stopped when it felt finished.


Mal

thats really amazing that you just wrote that for yourself, it shows high level thinking and perfect for this board

use your skills to go far, they will definatly help you in the future!

[Mrlugnut]

woh that was pretty good. save it, u may be able to use it for skool later on. i just wrote a fairly amusing poem on the odyssey for my english class. i got the ryme down, but its not as long as urs. care to see it?

[MalReynolds]

Sure. Sounds good!


Mal

[Mrlugnut]

Polyphemus from the Odyssey
a rap/interpretive poem like thing

My name is Polyphemus,
I am a cyclopes.
I live way up high,
in my island's mountain tops.

I live in a cave,
I tend to my sheep.
At night I come inside,
ready to fall asleep.

Once upon a time,
Nobody showed up.
He ate all my food,
and drank from my cups.

I came inside,
just like any other day.
There was his crew,
sitting on my hay.

I was severely offended,
these guys just walked in!
So I picked one up,
and I ripped off his skin.

But then he got a plan,
and he fed me some wine.
and while i was asleep,
they made me blind.

Him and his crew,
knew their friend was gonna die.
so they sharpend a stick,
and rammed it in my eye.

I was really scared,
I couldn't see.
SO i opened my door,
i guess i let them free.

Not to worry though,
their fate is set in stone.
My dad is Posidon,
they'll never make it home.

w00t w00t...im the next Eminem

[MalReynolds]

Hahaha... That's very nice. And it goes along with the story, too. Very good.


Mal

[Mrlugnut]

eh, i worked on it in study hall before class. its not too bad if i say so myself.

[eyespewgreekfire]

moral: piss people off and they will rape you

[Mrlugnut]

I am so dedicating my poem to you

[MalReynolds]

Nah, I don't think that moral fits too well. I mean, they pissed off the dragon/slave owners, and a lot of them died, but really, I don't think that was a moral. Maybe I should make a moral before a story...


mal

[lightdarkness]

I have a very good poem that i feel is rymeing and stuff
however, i have no clue where it is, i will find it tomarrow,
also, it is very embarising, but i made up a song to the star wars theme to get tickets to the 2nd one, it rymes and stuff, so i will try and remember it
and remember, this was like 3 years ago, and i was stupid back then

this is me calling in to kiss 98.5's morning show....

Janet, Billy, dont forget Wease too
ive something to ask you
ill make it quick

you see im a
very big fan of
the starwars trillogey
and your show too

i would be so happy if you would send me to
the exclusive premeir that you have.....
i have, very bad luck with being caller 10
i have tried for many years and never won
never won
never won
never won

so please, send, me to the premear
thats all im asking
i'll ask never more

i only
take up just one seat
thats not too much, in a huge theater

[MalReynolds]

Did you get the tickets?

That would be boss.

Mal

[lightdarkness]

Originally Posted by MalReynolds

Did you get the tickets?

That would be boss.

Mal

yes, i got them
and their responce was something like

"jay, guess what, your going to the premear
and we are gonna give you 2 tickets
because you would be a loser alone"

and they did it to the music kinda too

actually, in the end they gave me a total of 4, w00t

and there was a fight between aniken and darth maul, well.. guys dressed up as them...