Abuse of Poetry
Today is as good a day to abuse poetry as any.
When we last left our Thursday night game, three of our group had been turned into toads. (It’s a long story.) Our first order of business last night was to see what we could do about reversing that unfortunate situation. We decided that we needed to advertise. My character took it upon herself to write the notice…in haiku. (She writes everything in haiku; this affectation is one of my personal all-time favorites.)
Seeking great wizard
To turn toads back to fellows
Reasonably priced[contact information]
Fortunately, our companions are now more or less themselves again. And at a reasonable price, even.
May 3rd, 2004 at 9:47 am
But you have to admit that it was tempting to sell off the elf-turned-toad for $7000.
