The Creators [TC] held a Limerick Contest to celebrate our 9th Anniversary as a Guild. The rules were that the entries had to be guild and/or game related. They were too good not to share (please feel free to join in the thread with your own) :
[TC]Pwaddin
She wanted to find her a feller.
To help, I thought I would tell her.
If you're looking for waRg
Don't look in the morgue
He's probably down in the cellar.
A guildie of ours named ScotsLassie
Has been known to be frequently gassy
And if you give her lip
She'll respond with a quip
That's why her pants are so sassy
There is nothing that rhymes with sbdfvh
Except rbnfvh and maybe clwfvh
It won't fit the norm
Of the Limerick form
So I made up this word,"dnpfvh"
Who's this guy? and what did he do?
Who he is, we haven't a clue.
We know he can hear
Things that aren't very clear
And his hat is big and it's blue
If all you can do is haiku
Then you oughta rip off a few
So Hey, what the heck,
Go ahead, Otuwek
It's something we think you should do
You won't need a Master's degree
Or to look at the caller ID
It's not Hobson's Choice
It's her beautiful voice
That's the meaning of Calliope
Spurwyn and Plurwyn and Gurwyn
Went Supercalfragilicmurwyn
When they got back
They all hit the sack
Then said mrrrpphhh exactly like Perwyn
[TC]Perwyn
There once was a Guild named TC
A virtual club of plenty
Drama never abounds
As we're all such fine clowns
Which makes us so criminally happy
[TC]Zombbler
There once was a guild what fights
To give everyone their rights
TC was their calling
Their lack was their falling
They ain't got no mullet with headlights
We left for the land of fjords
In search of the mighty Nords
We went out a'thinking
Their army was stinking
But got run off by the great hords
There once was a guild named TC
That made the Settlers game easy
They took only the best
Felt sorry for the rest
I can't believe they accepted me, hee!
[TC]Hortonswho
I built up my buildings, so perfect to tell.
A balanced production was working so well.
Then quick as a puff,
They introduce a new buff.
And all my hard work just went straight to hell.
[TC]Mudstoneman
A settler got tired of working with pines
and set his goal to work in the mines
the gold he did savor
from all his hard labor
and now on thick steaks he dines
There is an old general named Log
who tells stories over his grog
he'll tell it was scary
his battle with wild Mary
she was mean and fat as a hog
Log goes on to tell
he never could get over the smell
the swamp witch is icky
her odors are sickly
his troops just wanted to yell
[TC]Calliope_Jeyne
When the bandits are gone from your isle,
You can build your production in style.
To maintain twice a day
Is a P.I.T.A.
But your Storehouse will show it's worthwhile!
The Settlers, a great place to be
And if you are lucky, like me
You'll have lots of fun,
A Guild second to none -
Happy Birthday, beloved TC!
Keep your island in tip-top array
A film crew might head out your way
You know it for sure,
Property Sisters on Tour
Might pop in to see your display!
And this is why TC is still crazy after all these years,
ShuttlePilot
Guild Leader, The Creators