This is actually a kind of a "Hey, I'd like to see
you write a good poem!"-poem and it is made for all those people yawning when listening to one of my poems
(or maybe it's just that I suck at this
)
Beeing a knowledgeable, wise and yet witty bard
might seem fun and easy, but it turns out to be hard.
Whenever you happen to stumble to a tarvern or an inn,
filled with creatures and people of every kin
eating from their bowls and drinking their ale,
You hear them howl for a poem or a tale, a tale!
Yet if your face turns pale and you turn tail,
you be no bard at all, and no one wants to fail.
Mind you, it is no easy feat to remember and tell
a tale from an ale soaked memory, and yet excell.
Keep it up, anyone who has the will and/or talent to play with words. I've only read nice poems in this fora so far. mmmh poems, me likes.
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