Modded Minecraft sometimes puts you in the odd situation of actually looking forward to to jumping into a dark chasm infested with giant scorpions and crocodiles.
Putting Things on Top of Other Things
A stack of villagers with a sheep on top
Went limbo dancing into Lothlorien
A collision with a treehouse made them drop
Will the high elves let a sheep get in?
A boat on a squid is a mini-submarine
Boats mounted on bats can be flying cars
A bat-boat with Withers is a killing machine
But (Boats in Boats) recursion probably goes too far
We thank you for your interest in these words and sentences. Interested patrons are invited to read them again at their leisure.
FLARDsgiving
The Season of FLARD happens throughout the year
For we seize upon every advertising opportunity
Making many mysterious announcements appear
Thus the chance of an encounter approaches unity
A portal looks out from this sea of stupefaction
Riding their bandwagon right off the rails
Our product providing a welcome distraction
From unending inundation by seasonal sales
Brand every cup, saucer, flagpole and beast
Let everyone encounter its green-ish magnificence
Complimentary FLARD samples accompany each feast
Installations in shopping malls makes super sense
The mission: to spread love of FLARD everywhere
Mystical, unpredictable, immune to greed
So give of the FLARD and let them know you care Satisfaction not necessarily quite guaranteed
Please don your special helmet for the following exercise
Burning Sky
Herman was a drama llama
Who dwelt in a darkened dell
His only friend a simple farmer
Who had few tales to tell
The day he first espied the sun
Fiery sky he could not understand
It filled him with the urge to run
Before it set fire to the land
On advice of the farmer, his only guide
βWater protects from fireβ, he said
These days Herman feels safer outside
Wearing a bucket on top of his head
The manufacturers of FLARD wish you a Happy New Year, from deep within their hidden FLARD-proof bunkerβ¦
Average Annual Advice
The year ticks over on the calendar
Calculated celebrations proliferate
A sequence inundated with memories
Causing some to ask: Is it to late?
Can our daily deeds be clearly measured
By the passage of the world around the Sun?
Will our complex aims and needs be treasured
In a calculus yielding only zero or one?
Some will merely plant and sow rice
When planting trees is within reach
The culmination of this ancient advice:
The very best we can do is to teach
The heaviest element yet discovered has been named Og. Og very happy.
Not Nagging, Butβ¦
Comment on the issue if you have useful stuff to say,
Even if realisation is many months away
SpongeDocs needs all the contributions they can get
Every little helps to make it even better yet
On the third leg of the journey across the wastes, we found ourselves one shoe short. β The Misadventures of Admiral Gleph, Volume XVII
Fencing with a Licence
In defiance of common sense
SpongeDocs lacks a license
Eroding independence
This consequence frightens
So our reaction tightens
Docs sphere of influence
With all due diligence
Maintaining the reference
Defining new extents
In pursuit of excellence
Thats because its not wingdings, but a makeshift wingdings made by lurking in a dark corner and abducting passing unicode code points. I copied the whole poem into notepad++, tried to find substitutions for vowels. Targeted three-letter words to find out if they were βtheβ. Found βtheβ, then I found βtheirβ. It went smooth from there.