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POEMS_____________LIMERICKS

The Witchblade_______________By Briar1_______________Ian Limerick

In ancient times, in days of yore,_____________There once was a young knight named Ian,
A gauntlet was made, but not of ore,__________Whose father was only a peon,
Instead, a branch was used._________________He fought for his Lord,
In daily wear a jeweled cuff,________________Without a reward,
A weapon when the times were rough,________Although 'twas the wrong side to be on.
It's power not abused.
_______________________________________________Irons Limerick
A wielder true the weapon chose,
When evil o'er the earth arose,_______________Ken Irons, an industry leader,
To bring the world aright.___________________Just ask any newspaper reader,
One soul, forever born again,________________His man Nottingham,
________________________________________Was soon on the lam,
Her task to cease the evil spin,______________For stalking miss Sara to bleed her.
And win the endless fight.
________________________________________________Jake Limerick
'Twas Sara's turn,"The world's insane.
It's filthy, mad, in endless pain."____________There was a detective named jake,
Then Nottingham stepped in._______________Who saw someone else on the take,
A watcher, guide, protector too,_____________So Sara and he,
Her shadow, yet his heart was true,__________With unholy glee,
But Irons strove to win.____________________Took action and busted the snake.

He schemed, he bargained, but for naught,____________Sara Limerick
For Sara with the Witchblade fought,
Her will, like steel, unbending._______________Miss Sara was missing the action,
But Ian 1 did interfere,______________________Her Buell couldn't get any traction,
With Dante's plans. "Get out of here."_________Her tires they slid,
Then Ian died, defending.___________________'Til she hit a grid,
_________________________________________Then sped to her satisfaction.
Then Irons called the doctor in,
Now Ian's gone, I need his twin,_____________________Bad Ian Limerick
nd evil Ian debuted.
He killed her friends, he grabbed her, hard,____Now Bad Ian's moods tend to vary,
Until she played her master card,_____________Good Ian he gladly would bury,
The Witchblade came unglued._______________He's been a bad boy,
_________________________________________So I'll take his toy,
It killed her adversary, dead,_________________And then he'll have just me to carry.
Then wrestled time, gave life instead,
The time for grieving past.________________________Dante Limerick
It gave her friends a second chance,
To live their lives, a new advance,____________Now Dante, the Captain, is Bruno,
Hope lives again at last._____________________He's actually more of a goon...oh,
_________________________________________He hates Sara's face,
_________________________________________Her smarts and her grace.
_________________________________________But all of his plans come to...you know.
An Ian two and Sara Poem
_____________________________________________Another Ian Limerick
Now Ian two was Trouble,
Make that with a capitol T.___________________Now Ian one was strong and knightly,
He's not the only double,____________________He had wild dreams of Sara nightly,
But evil as he can be._______________________His passions did soar,
_________________________________________Unceasingly, more,
Now Irons called the Doctor,_________________But never his dreams were unsightly.
To send bad Ian out.
He thought he'd need a proctor,________________A Third Ian Limerick
And that without a doubt.
______________________________________Black coat swirling, Ian stands,
But Ian two was just too fast,______________Catching bullets in his hands,
And Irons lost his cool.___________________All for love of Sara,
As Sara's friends just came and passed,______She so strong and fair...ah,
He felt the thorough fool._________________Strangest hero in the lands.

As time so suddenly ran out,____________________Another Ian 2 Limerick
Collapsed upon the floor,
The Iron man gave one last shout,____________To Ian two,
Then sank to rise no more.__________________That witch's brew,
________________________________________Our Sara was delightful.
Then Sara's Blade came into play,____________But Irons knew,
And time backed up a bit.___________________His time was through,
Her friends again saw light of day,____________'Cause Sara was insight full.
And Danny skipped the hit.



The following poem was written especially for one of the Harem threads.

A Poem Dedicated to Ian Nottingham
By Briar1

The Master lifts an eyebrow dark,
As Harem dancers light a spark,
Of interest in his dark eyes.
They shimmy, sway, and bend as one,
Until the music's call is done,
Then wait, recumbant, for the prize.

A dancer, dressed in Azure blue,
Another, silver is her hue,
Await a summons with the rest.
The colors swirl, a rainbow bright,
The choice is made with great delight,
And one is chosen to be blest.

Imagined passion, Ian's love,
What else could lift us up above,
This mundane life we truly live,
A fantasy remembered long,
The feelings to be treasured, strong,
What greater gift could Ian give?