Lucky Rabbit charm
Lasts three days on my coiner,
Gives three times the gold
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Lucky Rabbit charm
Lasts three days on my coiner,
Gives three times the gold
Great idea Ubisoft
Obviously sarcastic
Whats next, Summer short stories?
Eggs cannot be found,
Once I am done buying charms,
Will trade for pumpkins. :D
Spring is upon us
Settlers are hard at work
Can't wait for new events
Flowers are blooming
Although they are still working
Settlers love spring
Spring is upon us
Although it is beautiful
Settlers do work!
I hope I win gems
I can't afford to buy them
So give me them please :]
I can't write poems
So pity me give me gems
Love you forever
Down for maintenance?
Whatever will I do now?
Maybe go to bed.
Give the men bronze swords
Send them to their painful deaths
The rewards are mine.
The snow has melted
The flowers are in full bloom
I sneeze endlessly.
O' Sons of the Veld
Your anger makes for fun times
Must make more Recruits!
Easter Eggs are here!
Unless you are lower class
Your Slow Scouts dont help!
Guildies keep me here
Best friends coins can buy these days
Who wants to trade now?
Glistening rain
Thirty Flowers Withering
Drink It Up, And Savor The Good
I hope this is not
a Random Generator
pick for the winner
日本語 はいく
これ わ むずかし
でも〜 できる
En deutschen ich sprecht
aber, nicht fliessend oder
hast angelogen
Summon Your Courage
Off to Sir Robin's Castle
It's too dangerous
Blocking General
You are marching too slowly
To certain defeat
Tavern General
did yer horse trip or something
Crap, the block has failed
Easter Event ends
explorers find no more eggs
It's Adventure Time!
Springtime is nigh here,
Yet cold weather still abounds.
Does shivering stop?
I am in French Class
Writing a Haiku for you,
Bonjour Mon Amour
Eggs getting scarce
Possible gems winnings now,
I will try to win
Off with Winter's head!
May Spring's rule be fair and just
Your settlers await
Soilders fight whole year
now is spring still no fear
hope to hold away
may land get no tear
peace geting feeel in air
My fields waste
No breeze or rainfall stirs
Dry dust blows
Smelter worker dumps
massive pot molton metal
How can he do this?
Easter did arrive
And eggs were wanted everywhere
But now are deprived
Island is too small
No room to grow more wheat
Why Ubi no hear US
I build, then I wait...
If only I had more gems....
Where's my credit card?
there's nothing like coin—
consistent, reliable,
king of the market
watermills, silos,
easier life—how about
self-starting jolly?
excellence in war
a veteran general
no one is like him
iron and copper
weaponsmiths' materials
make plunder easy
A limerick is a short, humorous, often ribald or nonsense poem,[1] especially one in five-line anapestic or amphibrachic meter with a strict rhyme scheme (AABBA), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent. The form can be found in England as of the early years of the 18th century.[2] It was popularized by Edward Lear in the 19th century,[3] although he did not use the term.
The following limerick is of unknown origin:[4]
The limerick packs laughs anatomical
In space that is quite economical.
But the good ones I've seen
So seldom are clean
And the clean ones so seldom are comical.
So with that said; Here is my Limerick
A Limerick of Time
memories strolling through my mind,
I can see the faces with the passing of time.
Behold, I can see those that are young and then old.
Questions brought by memories of mine,
And some answers are still hard to find
By Remleserac
Limerick of a Pinprick
You want a limerick?
Well, feel in your mind my pen prick!
‘Cause I write words that are so absurd
Deep inside your thoughts will be my limerick
For in your head my words will forever stick
Remleserac
Watch rabbit farm field
Hipity hipity hop!
Bunnies in the spring
The birds are nesting
A warm breeze blows across trees
Fields full of farmers
Baby lamb is here.
Soldiers jumping a skip rope.
Time for spring cleaning.
Happy Settelment
Galoshes and a slicker
Growing Daffodil