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The Leprechaun's Tale--A Poetry Ping-Pong Event!!!!
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The Leprechaun's Tale--A Poetry Ping-Pong Event!!!! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA 
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On the lush shores of the Emerald Isle I had only stopped to rest a while But very soon, sleep came to my eyes And when I awoke, I heard the cries Heard the cries of someone dressed in green I rubbed my eyes, not knowing what I'd seen "Well help me out lad, don't just stand there!" But all I could do was stop and stare Ping ------------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. [This message has been edited by Sven (edited 03-06-2001).] |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
in a little suit of green sat a man in silken sheen with a cap upon his head and a feather of gold and red PONG |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
And on the feather of gold and red there sat a fairy with the name of Fred and what d'ya think old Fred did do well he aimed a bead right upon my shoe PING I'm sorry, this is going from good to worse if y'want my friend, just 'liminate this verse |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
And Fred said to Sven This is MY luck...you ken? Dont listen to his leprechaun guile This little green dude will make you smile Then he'll fool you into letting him free And there will be no gold for you...or me PONG!!!! [This message has been edited by Paula Finn (edited 03-06-2001).] |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
The leprechaun smiled he knew he had won now that the fighting 'tween fae and man had begun. PING Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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2dalimit Member Elite
since 2000-02-08
Posts 2228Mississippi coast |
Leprechaun Fred looked me in the eyes, “Ask me no questions, I’ll tell you no lies”. There’s no time for talk, I said firm and bold, I’ll let you go, when I’ve got your pot of gold. PONG [This message has been edited by 2dalimit (edited 03-07-2001).] |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Ah Sven ... I've missed this, great idea!  This little man of gold and green, Stood restlessly, just three feet three, He reared his head, looked in my eyes, And raised his hand toward the skies. "You see," he said, "Way over there?" "Beyond the glen … just squint and stare." "'Tis where I hid me treasure, true," "And here is what you need to do." PING ... [This message has been edited by Kit McCallum (edited 03-07-2001).] |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
yes behind that rainbow is the pot of gold but you'll have to travel many lands first some very hot others extremely cold it's a long journey i can promise you many before you have tried to get there then it was as though the little man was gone He dissapeared into thin air... I stood around for a while not sure what to do Then looked at that rainbow again so far away Started out on my journey smiling It was still early in the day.... PONG [This message has been edited by Aimster (edited 03-07-2001).] |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
But then he returned the small green suited lad because the directions he'd given were knowingly bad. Ya know Sven ya seem like steady a good lad I'll not want ya to go home thinkin ya been had. So he sat on a stone close to the big poet's foot and out of him poured the sweet magical truth. Sven it's been said there is gold near the rainbow's end but it ain't for true heart like yours Sven. PING! The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges. [This message has been edited by ethome (edited 03-12-2001).] |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
For a true poet, even one with blarney, at best knows the rainbow's pot of gold is in jest for in truth, shall all treasures reside and poof the leprauchaun vanished from his side... PONG |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Thank you all!!! I'm going to post this later as one long post. . . with an ending. . . Thanks to ye all lads and lassies. . . and may the luck o the Irish be with ye!!!  -------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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