13. Challenges (aka Dueling Limericks)
The Raven, an archer so good,
a maiden surprised in the wood.
His hand went to his quiver,
said, “Stand and deliver!”
“Well, sir, just take off that hood….”
Seeing the fuss on his wedding eve
Elessar sought to offer reprieve
“Forego this needless palaver,”
On the morrow, just stand and deliver”
Replied the Raven “My liege, ask and ye shall receive.”
Near the mouth of a cave by the river
PPC* found a sword, bow and quiver.
When the pair they had flushed
claimed the Elf as he blushed,
"Blame the script - it said, Stand and deliver!"
*Protectors of the Plot Continuum
The Worm has a tongue that will slither
And creepy crawl hither and thither.
But when it speaks in the night
To its Lady all White
Then it will stand and deliver.
When Arwen at last had full girth,
It came time for Eldarion's birth;
She felt all a-shiver
to stand and deliver,
Not how its done on this earth!
This makes me think of the inimitable EW's Aragorn Stew re the inappropriateness of the usual hobbit chat up line "Your hole or mine, Aragorn?" --Alawa
I also thought of the line from Aragorn Stew, and I challenge someone to use "your hole or mine" in a limerick. --Lyllyn
Ahem. Inspired by that, and by poor Ang who accidentally inspired me to come up with a line about "hobbit holes" last year...
For Dwarves it's "for whom's the bell toll?"
But for those who've a Halfling to roll,
The question to ask
While raising a flask
Is "Wanna show me your hobbit hole?"
To write what we want would be sublime
When Nuzguls come chomping, and eat up our time
We try to resist... but
End up in the rut
We dug ourselves- so, your hole or mine?
Upon reaching their home in the Shire
Frodo turned to Sam to enquire:
"Now we've returned fine,
Your hole or mine?
Though mine has a much bigger fire."
In fanfic the noblest may find
They’re forced to find ways to unwind.
Frowned grave Aragorn
‘You know this is porn?’
Grinned Faramir ‘Your hole or mine?’*
*Foxhole that is, they are Rangers after all.
And for the contrarian 'clean' entry:
Gondor's steward and king would define
the mathematics that made up a line
'Tis a part of the whole
But what is its role?'
'We speak then of your whole or mine?'
Discuss these or any other limericks at this forum.
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