Post by Archivist~Bel on Feb 17, 2006 19:03:30 GMT -5
Orcish poetry
Author: Seloona
Link: forums.worldofwarcraft.com/thread.aspx?fn=wow-realm-scarletcrusade&t=154681&p=1&tmp=1#post154681
SELOONA:
Well, one of my Orcish friends forwarded me her attempt at Orcish poetry, and in an attempt to provide publicity I am publishing it here. Don't be too harsh, or I shall be forced to forever withold the name of the Orc in question!
Bubblefish
Yon me go hardy
Me pole in me hand
Me box wit me music
Me very own band
Me bring a pole and pack a bowl
Me see some fowl and den me howl
For fish dey be scared of da wren
But ‘sokay, cause dat was den
Me see da fishy
Its stripes be all blue
It under me boat now
(It be a canoe)
Me look around when heard a sound
Dat might be bound to hit da ground
But no, I no see any shore
So ‘sokay, cause I fish some more
Me drop me line in
It shiny and gold
Me not tink a fishy
Could be quite so bold
It face da sky wit one bright eye
No me no lie it squint dat eye
At me, I no fish anymore
So ‘sokay, me head back to shore
An all da way back
Dat fish were my tail
It annoyed me so
Me drank all me ale
An you know dat it followed flat
It be a brat and sometimes spat
At me, it cause me trouble
So ‘sokay, me burst its bubble
~~~
SELOONA:
MORE POETRY: Valentine's Day entry, Orc to his Night Elf house guest:
How me love you?
Let me count da ways:
One. Me love you grilled wit barbeque sauce
Two. Me love you toasted nice an warm over da fire
Tree. Me love you stewed in troll fish sauce
Five. Me love you soaked in brine
Sick. Me love you roasted all day long on a slow cookin spit, wit cactus fruit glaze an extra bloody meat an...
Me hungry now, and me out uh fingers an toes stickin out uh me gear, so me dun countin now.
~~~
DOLOK:
Victory
Me 'members me dream
had once as young orc
before trained and strong
before me use fork
Me tell you the tings
me seen in me head
dat brought me right here
down warrior's path me was lead
Bodies on da snow
dere's mans all around
around them lie weapons
and blood on da ground
Howling and charging
in worn ruined rag
to slay all the menfolk
and strip down dere flag
Smashin and bashing
throo dwarven front line
our shamen den take dem
den remove dere spine
Victory comin
dey cant hold orcs back
da gnomes dey be runnin
dont like being orc snack
ARHG! Me ben stabbed!
me feet start to drag
glad dead mage kill rogue
nudda elf head in bag.
Dwarf leader killed
make frostwolf clan cheer
Lead by Dolok da mighty
allaince run in fear.
Author: Seloona
Link: forums.worldofwarcraft.com/thread.aspx?fn=wow-realm-scarletcrusade&t=154681&p=1&tmp=1#post154681
SELOONA:
Well, one of my Orcish friends forwarded me her attempt at Orcish poetry, and in an attempt to provide publicity I am publishing it here. Don't be too harsh, or I shall be forced to forever withold the name of the Orc in question!
Bubblefish
Yon me go hardy
Me pole in me hand
Me box wit me music
Me very own band
Me bring a pole and pack a bowl
Me see some fowl and den me howl
For fish dey be scared of da wren
But ‘sokay, cause dat was den
Me see da fishy
Its stripes be all blue
It under me boat now
(It be a canoe)
Me look around when heard a sound
Dat might be bound to hit da ground
But no, I no see any shore
So ‘sokay, cause I fish some more
Me drop me line in
It shiny and gold
Me not tink a fishy
Could be quite so bold
It face da sky wit one bright eye
No me no lie it squint dat eye
At me, I no fish anymore
So ‘sokay, me head back to shore
An all da way back
Dat fish were my tail
It annoyed me so
Me drank all me ale
An you know dat it followed flat
It be a brat and sometimes spat
At me, it cause me trouble
So ‘sokay, me burst its bubble
~~~
SELOONA:
MORE POETRY: Valentine's Day entry, Orc to his Night Elf house guest:
How me love you?
Let me count da ways:
One. Me love you grilled wit barbeque sauce
Two. Me love you toasted nice an warm over da fire
Tree. Me love you stewed in troll fish sauce
Five. Me love you soaked in brine
Sick. Me love you roasted all day long on a slow cookin spit, wit cactus fruit glaze an extra bloody meat an...
Me hungry now, and me out uh fingers an toes stickin out uh me gear, so me dun countin now.
~~~
DOLOK:
Victory
Me 'members me dream
had once as young orc
before trained and strong
before me use fork
Me tell you the tings
me seen in me head
dat brought me right here
down warrior's path me was lead
Bodies on da snow
dere's mans all around
around them lie weapons
and blood on da ground
Howling and charging
in worn ruined rag
to slay all the menfolk
and strip down dere flag
Smashin and bashing
throo dwarven front line
our shamen den take dem
den remove dere spine
Victory comin
dey cant hold orcs back
da gnomes dey be runnin
dont like being orc snack
ARHG! Me ben stabbed!
me feet start to drag
glad dead mage kill rogue
nudda elf head in bag.
Dwarf leader killed
make frostwolf clan cheer
Lead by Dolok da mighty
allaince run in fear.