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Tyrannus Incorporalis
Join Date: Jun 2003
Location: the North
Posts: 833
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Greetings they chant to snow and haze!
For fire won't crackle and hearth won't blaze, They may just stay beyond this night Far from home and out of sight. From Dwarrowdelf, where none now dwell To foggy forest o'er golden dell In grass and glen they squat in rest To their staying none protest. No friends they've found, nor seek at last Along hard ground they've swiftly passed Abruptly was their leisure ended Their anger roused, they were upended. Now they respite, Now they respite, They sit awaiting starry night. ======================== Excellent, er, 'reverse translation', H-I. I particularly enjoyed "The President of molten fat"!
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...where the instrument of intelligence is added to brute power and evil will, mankind is powerless in its own defence. Last edited by Lord of Angmar; 05-06-2004 at 04:31 PM. |
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