Two -at rhymes in a row, but for very different entries.
Paintball Wizard by Doug Egan
As you pledge to a wizards’ frat
It’s paintball time. You’ve friends to splat
Then learn of their past.
Though none had a blast
Friends can help friends deal with all that.
All The Troubles Come My Way, by Sam Dunnachie
New York. A small apartment flat.
A cowboy has misplaced his hat!
Eighteen eighty three
Is when he should be
But old-time skill helps find it, stat.
Hat lost? Drink some booze. Look around.
With skills gained, a nice one gets found.
Four paths, you can go:
Charm, Justice, Grit, Ro-
Deo. Drink too much, though, you’re clowned.
LAKE Adventure, by BJ Best
“I’ll write a text game,” said young Eddie.
“Beat up bullies. Get a boat ready
To ride.” Also shown
by Eddie, now grown:
How and why teen life wasn’t heady.
Final bonus point spoiler
Across a huge lake you must dart
And see things that break a teen’s heart.
For top points? Ah, yes,
You’ll need to verb-guess.
And since a teen wrote this, it’s FART.
Dick McButts Gets Kicked in the Nuts, by Hugh Janus
If any entry deserves a limerick, it’s DMGKN.
The bad version makes folks say “Man, uh,
I have no recourse but to plan a
Most scathing review.”
But when privy to
The good? “Have the Golden Banana!”
To write something like this takes guts.
The short version’s color scheme cuts
Through our poor eyeballs.
The long? Risque LOLs.
Enjoy both sides of Dick McButts.
And, yes, something does appear if you do this. You’re warned.
The good and bad versions combine
For humor some find out of line
But if that’s your bop
The cherry on top
Is opening this game in Twine.
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Only few know the pain of the stutter...
Turns our clear-spoken voice to a mutter!
Oh, what joy it must be
To speak eloquently,
Nor think twice about what we will utter!
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Xanthippe’s Last Night with Socrates, by Victor Gijsbers
The premise may seem kind of grubby
Of trying to sleep with your hubby
His last night on earth
Though there’s a wide berth
For thoughts “What is life about, bub?”-y.
Thanks! I couldn’t get “snubby” to work, and I just wasn’t going to get anywhere near either definition of “chubby,” so necessity was the mother of invention.
And hey, if we can’t pull this nonsnse with limericks, when can we?
One King to Loot Them All by Onno Brouwer @Lancelot
There’s a dread necromancer to fight,
But your mentor does not seem quite right.
Go back to the start!
Bring the lady with heart!
And if ever in doubt, King, just SMITE!
When a Beat Witch gets onto the net
They’d better real carefully tread;
Or they click on that link
And the last thought they think
‘Not Rick Astley!’… and then they are dead.
Gestures Towards Divinity by Charm Cochran @OverThinking
I’m trying to name the impression
That I got from George Dyer’s chat session.
There’s much food for thought
In the works Bacon wrought,
But… mostly, I think, it’s depression?
I like how he is a sport about it. I mean, rickrolling people at the Macy’s parade?
Also, I think Together Forever and It Would Take a Strong Strong Man are at least as good from him.
Back on topic:
Tricks of Light in the Forest, by Pseudavid
A pre-sunrise jaunt in the woods!
In class, soon, you’ll show off your goods
First, though, get self-conned
And travel beyond
Neglecting parental you-shoulds.
Ebenezabeth’s precincts are spacious,
Spanning Space Age back to the Cretaceous.
Through a fire she’ll transport!
In mouse form she’ll cavort!
In her hunt for the Pearl she’s tenacious!
We all dream of a world that is fairer—
Understanding has dispossessed error.
Where mutual love
Lets us live hand in glove,
And no one need cower in terror.
But as long as that age shall remain
An ideal that we’ve yet to attain
It seems that we must
Into horrors be thrust…
Into misery, torment and pain.
One sniper experienced his share,
Being captured in Afghan affair.
They compelled him to tell
How he sharpshot so well,
Lest they kill all his friends then and there.
