The damage is done,
his victims crying outlasts,
A murderer’s past.
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The damage is done,
his victims crying outlasts,
A murderer’s past.
Sun on my hot face
Soccer ball in the right goal
And brew in my hand
The sun is shining bright
But i'm still not quite drunk
I think i need a Friary fast
I brew mead by light
My soldiers like to fight with might
Wheat provides insight
I like to bre mead
Soldiers like to drink my mead
I will need more wheat
We need magic dust
to have our small crops gro much
And not have to buff
Ore ore ore galore
Trade some, make more to have thee
Ohh beautiful bounty
Rain falls heavily
On my fertile empire
To bloom in summer.
Before i see sun
Today i see night
tomorrow i see war
The sun is up high,
Over my little city.
I build to reach it.
take my balls
they are all flat
the mayor is dead
Enjoy this haiku
As you enjoy the sunshine
What's a syllable?
hardwood and marble
the storehouse is all empty
who will buff me now
Build build build
No matter how hot is it
Build build build
Settlers party lots
they drink too many of shots
then fall down on rocks
I walk around cool
no I am not somebodys fool
it´s a settler´s rule
Californi´ hush
west coast has a super flush
settlers on the rush
shuffle waffle not
sometimes things get mighty hot
in a settlers pot
Long, long summer days
building wells to combat heat
Tonight I'll sleep well
Summer is here
the end is near
time to drink some beer
Alas, Spring has sprung
Warming Rains, the grass has riz
Time to Kill the grizz
Bandits in the sun
They are having lots of fun
Until they get burnt!
New Territory!
You conquer your enemies
May your land flourish
rains wash away peace
summer breeze brings uneasy calm
war begins anew
hold dominion
One thousand, eight thousand years,
While from the pebbles
Becomes a huge rock,
All wheat fields are dead
The citizens can't make bread
All will starve to death
My gold mine ran dry
I have no money to buy
Time to start over
Hardwood hard to cut
Hardwood cutters cut too slow
Hardwood sawmills wait
Alone in the Land
Farming to eat and survive
Longing for truth now
To beat the dry heat
We all drink brew in the shade
Of our dark castles
Plants are blooming
We have need to be pruning
Fruits are growing
I am what I am
You will be what you can be
We are what we are
The settlers online
A game that is mighty fine
In the summer time
Build up your island
Throw tons of massive parties
In your white castle
Citizens swimming
In the glistening water
Summer vacation
We will drink the brew
The Friary makes more brew
Go back to line one
To make a haiku
Use five then seven then five
and you have success
Summer sun shines bright
Settlers seek place to relax
Too much work to do
refresh the trade list
trying to snatch a good deal
no one wants water...
i didnt know the value of soccer ball / for a stack of logs i dropped them all //
now im lacking funds and my block is small / going to need wells for water... so i can Pop this Tylenol! //
the AI is silent / not very violent // no peer to peer / so it appears im the tyrant ///
stone for the finding / ore for the mining // but no boats on assignment / so these 100 People... are Stuck on this Island ///