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Poetry News Post #2450

Bladesinger Sparring Blues

Written by: Tunesmith Ottavius Fireheart, the Wild Rover
Date: Thursday, March 17th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone



Today I met in Battle, in the 'rena of Cyrene
I swear it was the worst fight, ever to be seen!
I first crossed blades with Delgarth, who was quite understanding
When he pumped me full of Venoms, left me dead where I was standing!
And then I battled Teclin, who liked to toot his horn;
We left it in a draw, but he left me ears quite worn.
Fin'lly I fought Alistaire, me furry feline friend,
It wasn't fun: She'd hit, I'd run! I ceded in the end.
So now I know that I'm the worst at sparring, don't you see?
And perhaps the path of Bladesinger was not the path for me.
No, perhaps the path of Bladesinger was not the path for me!


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Glacian, in the year 387 AF.


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Poetry News Post #2450

Bladesinger Sparring Blues

Written by: Tunesmith Ottavius Fireheart, the Wild Rover
Date: Thursday, March 17th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone



Today I met in Battle, in the 'rena of Cyrene
I swear it was the worst fight, ever to be seen!
I first crossed blades with Delgarth, who was quite understanding
When he pumped me full of Venoms, left me dead where I was standing!
And then I battled Teclin, who liked to toot his horn;
We left it in a draw, but he left me ears quite worn.
Fin'lly I fought Alistaire, me furry feline friend,
It wasn't fun: She'd hit, I'd run! I ceded in the end.
So now I know that I'm the worst at sparring, don't you see?
And perhaps the path of Bladesinger was not the path for me.
No, perhaps the path of Bladesinger was not the path for me!


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Glacian, in the year 387 AF.


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