Wordleing – Malengine Malediction – November 4, 2014

Malengine Malediction

Now, curtsey when you meet the master –
Follow the game rules and don’t despair,
The aftermath will bring you the answer
To the question you ne’er asked.

“Malengine malediction” (you’ll hear the master wail)
“Swear ne’er go near the zombie mash!
And when stalking the castle keep –
The ghoul must walk next to the old bat …”

“The most important rule to know,
Which you must always remember,
Don’t debase the scrawny black cat,
For she’s your magic succubus!”

“When the werewolf and the ogre wail …
Throw your shoe at them … but I swear,
T’is better to honor, the gargoyle in his lair
And the Jabberwocky’s sacred tree.”

Once the game is over my dear,
Curtsey once again and then,
We’ll eat hot flambéed plum pudding
And open all our gifts …

We’ll have such lovely holiday fun!
A right rum scary Halloween …
uhm … I mean …
We’ll have a merry Christmas day!

Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie’s Weekly wordle:

1. Curtsey 2. Debase 3. Game 4. Answer 5. Plum 6. Real 7. Swear 8. Shoe 9. Aftermath 10. Malengine (evil machination, deceit) 11. Stalk 12. Master

Weekly lqw wordle

ghoul, bat, wail, ogre, succubus, zombie, werewolf

The Internecine War – quatrain – September 19, 2104

caltrop datura fret internecine creolize peccary mauve

caltrop Datura fret internecine creolize peccary mauve

The Internecine War

With my caltrop and peccary in hand,
I walked tall in the desert land …
Don’t fret for me my lady-love –
For I’m protected by the grey dove!

Creolize the soup if you must …
For it will build up our lust,
But put the mauve Datura dear,
Far from the wizard’s red beer.

I soon let my caltrop fly
hitting the cyclops’ blue eye …
the howls of the foes rose in pitch,
as he tumbled limply, into the ditch …

Creolize the soup if you must …
For it will build up our lust,
But put the mauve Datura dear,
Far from the wizard’s red beer.

With my peccary a whirlin’ wild
I cleaved, as the sun grew mild,
Dragons and monsters so brave
And a cowardly wizardly knave.

Creolize the soup if you must …
For it will build up our lust,
But put the mauve Datura dear,
Far from the wizard’s red beer.

Awakened at dawn by the cock
I saw it was yet four o’clock …
But my dream had withered away
Leaving me with another dull day.

Creolize the soup if you must …
For it will build up our lust,
But put the mauve Datura dear,
Far from the wizard’s red beer.

(C) G.s.k. ’14

 

I found this blog (1qw Wordle) through a poem written by Bjorn Rudberg and thought I’d give it a whirl … these words were very difficult!!  I also added a link to “Imaginary Garden  With Real Toads” (With Real Toads) for short… which I also found through Bjorn … it looks like a very friendly fun place to visit!