Thursday, November 11, 2010

Song to Vogir

Your post inspired me to poetry:

Vogir was the one,
--- who boldly jumped, the broken bridge
Vogir was the one,
--- who shot and killed, the Hippogryff
Vogir was the one,
--- who grievously injured, the Shooting Fish

Sing to Vogir, Striker pure
Sing to Vogir, Our Saviour sure

Vogir was the one,
--- when the horse-cum-bird, came screeching down
Vogir it left prone,
--- but he ran it through, and stood up proud
Vogir was the one,
--- who bow in hand, vanquished all

Sing to Vogir, brave Defender
Sing to Vogir, Ego as Fender

In the battle,
--- the brave and foolish fall ,
The cowardly die,
--- but Vogir stands tall

Sing to Vogir, stout hearted fellow
Sing to Vogir, all colours but yellow.

7 comments:

  1. Vogir left Winterhaven.
    When attacked, his cowardice was brazen.
    The hippgriff bit,
    The hippogroff clawed,
    But our 'hero' was merely shaven.

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  2. I can see Vogir's got two years of Mendez to live down.
    :S

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  3. It was of course a paraphrase of Kirk's email, but I felt it was close enough to poetry to be entombed in aspic (i.e. put on the public internet).

    PS - Love the limerick Scott!

    All this makes me miss Peter-Paul!

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  4. Has to change last chorus as it was a bit weak ;)

    Next step is to write the music.

    And then, the musical!

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  5. 'Ego as Fender.'
    'All colours but yellow.'

    Genius!
    :)

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  6. A shifty young guy from Highmarsh
    Thought the dragon a tiny bit harsh
    He picked up a sword
    but that made him bored
    With a bow he could aim for the stars

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