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Finally... => Forum Games and Roleplaying => Topic started by: Naturegirl1999 on July 04, 2020, 10:00:22 am

Title: New Poem Game
Post by: Naturegirl1999 on July 04, 2020, 10:00:22 am
I tried this before but it died, so I’m starting a new one since necroing a dead topic is frowned upon. Basically each new poster adds a line to the poem.

As the seconds pass
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Xvareon on July 04, 2020, 09:01:25 pm
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Vivalas on July 04, 2020, 10:17:23 pm
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Naturegirl1999 on July 04, 2020, 10:28:17 pm
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
The loon flies haphazardly,
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Yoink on July 05, 2020, 03:47:22 am
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
The loon flies haphazardly, jinking left and then right   
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Pavellius on July 06, 2020, 03:45:26 am
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
The loon flies haphazardly, jinking left and then right   
     Laterally, haggardly, into the night
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Cheesecake on July 06, 2020, 02:32:21 pm
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
The loon flies haphazardly, jinking left and then right   
     Laterally, haggardly, into the night
And above the Plutonian forest,
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Tomasque on July 26, 2020, 03:16:07 pm
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
The loon flies haphazardly, jinking left and then right   
     Laterally, haggardly, into the night

And above the Plutonian forest,
The cordeal owl has spotted the Florist.
Title: Re: New Poem Game
Post by: Naturegirl1999 on July 28, 2020, 08:31:15 pm
As the seconds pass, and wolves howl at the moon
     Cool summer skies carry wayward the loon
The loon flies haphazardly, jinking left and then right   
     Laterally, haggardly, into the night

And above the Plutonian forest,
The cordeal owl has spotted the Florist.
The Florist tends to their garden all day