another day, another lotion,
sighed, “much rather be making potions.”
*tedium, boredom, boil and bubble,
add a spice, then add it double,
stir it well and let it settle,
in a kettle,
made of metal.*
what's your fancy, what's your trouble?
basin clogged with dwarven stubble?
make one balm,
you've made them all!
concoct a cream, a cream?—a cream!
one more grog burn,
swear I'll scream!
*tedium, boredom, boil and bubble,
add a spice, then add it double,
stir it well and let it settle,
in a kettle,
made of metal.*
give me dragons, give me daggers,
give me jewels with emerald feathers!
give me—“what?
what's this, right now?
of course I know exactly how!”
roots to find, true essence to distill,
adventure?
no, but pays the bills.
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 5:47 PM UTC
another day, another lotion,
sighed, “much rather be making potions.”
*tedium, boredom, boil and bubble,
add a spice, then add it double,
stir it well and let it settle,
in a kettle,
made of metal.*
what's your fancy, what's your trouble?
basin clogged with dwarven stubble?
make one balm,
you've made them all!
concoct a cream, a cream?—a cream!
one more grog burn,
swear I'll scream!
*tedium, boredom, boil and bubble,
add a spice, then add it double,
stir it well and let it settle,
in a kettle,
made of metal.*
give me dragons, give me daggers,
give me jewels with emerald feathers!
give me—“what?
what's this, right now?
of course I know exactly how!”
roots to find, true essence to distill,
adventure?
no, but pays the bills.
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