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#1 Shakeepuddn

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Posted 14 March 2009 - 04:12 PM

I am at rest, the vinter best,
All who mocked were put to test.
The pig I cursed, as servant deemed
Which mocked my flesh while under dream.
The last of ten, fathers all
In cursed land I heard one call.
Above the mirror, within a fort
Which houses last, the first to court.
My meager flame to whom I love
Did send aloft the scent above.
And in this odor, true to know
The truth of man as he would grow.
And thus a ribbon multihued
To remind the mind what it mustn’t do.
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#2 WiseWolf

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Posted 14 March 2009 - 05:10 PM

the last of ten
you have ten toes in all
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Posted 14 March 2009 - 05:13 PM

i heard one call
if it was 2 it could be the little piggy that cried wee wee all the way home

ps this al sounds like this little piggy...
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#4 Shakeepuddn

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Posted 14 March 2009 - 05:21 PM

Oh wise one . . .
A title is just a title. It's the riddle that counts.
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Posted 14 March 2009 - 06:55 PM

Woah! I am stumped! Can you give a hint?
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Posted 14 March 2009 - 06:58 PM

did you purposely put "vinter" at the top? I can't seem to find a definition for that word.
Spoiler for if that's correct

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Posted 14 March 2009 - 07:04 PM

Vinter: One who makes wine
Pray for clues and hints as ye will, none so soon.
Cheers
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Posted 14 March 2009 - 07:07 PM

Vinter: One who makes wine
Pray for clues and hints as ye will, none so soon.
Cheers

Well
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Posted 16 March 2009 - 01:41 AM

Rewrite:

My name at rest, the vinter best,
All who mocked were put to test.
The fourth I cursed, as servant deemed
Which mocked my flesh while under dream.
The last of ten, fathers all
In cursed land I heard one call.
Above the earth, within a fort
Which houses last, the first to court.
My meager flame to whom I love
Did send aloft the scent above.
And in this odor, true to know
The truth of man as he would grow.
And so the arch multihued
To remind the mind what it mustn’t do.

(The word pig didn't work well as a proper side to emerald ovaries)
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#10 Alethea

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Posted 16 March 2009 - 05:54 PM

Rewrite:

My name at rest, the vinter best,
All who mocked were put to test.
The fourth I cursed, as servant deemed
Which mocked my flesh while under dream.
The last of ten, fathers all
In cursed land I heard one call.
Above the earth, within a fort
Which houses last, the first to court.
My meager flame to whom I love
Did send aloft the scent above.
And in this odor, true to know
The truth of man as he would grow.
And so the arch multihued
To remind the mind what it mustn’t do.

(The word pig didn't work well as a proper side to emerald ovaries)

Spoiler for my first thought..

Edited by Alethea, 16 March 2009 - 05:59 PM.

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