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Post by jeantre16 on Jan 3, 2007 22:06:16 GMT -5
Ramon Montalvo Francisco de la Cruz
With eloquent words he's eager to use
To impress the ladies, to lure them in
To steal their hearts is not a sin
Our Spaniard is a gentleman tried and true
Which makes his friends trust him trough
Loves lost and family feuds
But he keeps fighting for the future days
Swift with sword, gallant and brave
Drawing the justice by his blade
So what does he think of his friends, you know, the three
Best companions, musketers that could ever be
There's d'Artagnan, the legend's son
And jaques of course, a fugitive still on the run.
And there's Siroc best known of his inventions
Which sometimes backfire, despite his intentions
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Post by vigilanti on Jan 4, 2007 10:34:09 GMT -5
Ramon Montalvo Francisco de la Cruz
With eloquent words he's eager to use
To impress the ladies, to lure them in
To steal their hearts is not a sin
Our Spaniard is a gentleman tried and true
Which makes his friends trust him trough
Loves lost and family feuds
But he keeps fighting for the future days
Swift with sword, gallant and brave
Drawing the justice by his blade
So what does he think of his friends, you know, the three
Best companions, musketers that could ever be
There's d'Artagnan, the legend's son
And jaques of course, a fugitive still on the run.
And there's Siroc best known of his inventions
Which sometimes backfire, despite his intentions
Love potion, cleanser and flying machine
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Post by jeantre16 on Jan 4, 2007 11:37:24 GMT -5
Ramon Montalvo Francisco de la Cruz
With eloquent words he's eager to use
To impress the ladies, to lure them in
To steal their hearts is not a sin
Our Spaniard is a gentleman tried and true
Which makes his friends trust him trough
Loves lost and family feuds
But he keeps fighting for the future days
Swift with sword, gallant and brave
Drawing the justice by his blade
So what does he think of his friends, you know, the three
Best companions, musketers that could ever be
There's d'Artagnan, the legend's son
And jaques of course, a fugitive still on the run.
And there's Siroc best known of his inventions
Which sometimes backfire, despite his intentions
Love potion, cleanser and flying machine
Ramon's savior by diverting the ban on the coffee bean!
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Post by kristanci on Jan 21, 2007 13:06:19 GMT -5
Ramon Montalvo Francisco de la Cruz
With eloquent words he's eager to use
To impress the ladies, to lure them in
To steal their hearts is not a sin
Our Spaniard is a gentleman tried and true
Which makes his friends trust him trough
Loves lost and family feuds
But he keeps fighting for the future days
Swift with sword, gallant and brave
Drawing the justice by his blade
So what does he think of his friends, you know, the three
Best companions, musketers that could ever be
There's d'Artagnan, the legend's son
And jaques of course, a fugitive still on the run.
And there's Siroc best known of his inventions
Which sometimes backfire, despite his intentions
Love potion, cleanser and flying machine
Ramon's savior by diverting the ban on the coffee bean!
Let us not forget beloved Captian Duval!
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Post by vigilanti on Jan 22, 2007 11:02:33 GMT -5
Ramon Montalvo Francisco de la Cruz
With eloquent words he's eager to use
To impress the ladies, to lure them in
To steal their hearts is not a sin
Our Spaniard is a gentleman tried and true
Which makes his friends trust him trough
Loves lost and family feuds
But he keeps fighting for the future days
Swift with sword, gallant and brave
Drawing the justice by his blade
So what does he think of his friends, you know, the three
Best companions, musketers that could ever be
There's d'Artagnan, the legend's son
And jaques of course, a fugitive still on the run.
And there's Siroc best known of his inventions
Which sometimes backfire, despite his intentions
Love potion, cleanser and flying machine
Ramon's savior by diverting the ban on the coffee bean!
Let us not forget beloved Captian Duval!
Fot no other could even hope to handle them all
Musketeers All we fight for our young king
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Post by jeantre16 on Feb 13, 2007 8:27:02 GMT -5
Ramon Montalvo Francisco de la Cruz
With eloquent words he's eager to use
To impress the ladies, to lure them in
To steal their hearts is not a sin
Our Spaniard is a gentleman tried and true
Which makes his friends trust him trough
Loves lost and family feuds
But he keeps fighting for the future days
Swift with sword, gallant and brave
Drawing the justice by his blade
So what does he think of his friends, you know, the three
Best companions, musketers that could ever be
There's d'Artagnan, the legend's son
And jaques of course, a fugitive still on the run.
And there's Siroc best known of his inventions
Which sometimes backfire, despite his intentions
Love potion, cleanser and flying machine
Ramon's savior by diverting the ban on the coffee bean!
Let us not forget beloved Captian Duval!
Fot no other could even hope to handle them all
Musketeers All we fight for our young king
Sometimes against those on Mazarin's apron string
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Post by vigilanti on Feb 13, 2007 14:06:14 GMT -5
-Nice-
I think we should start a new one now that seems finished
All in favor...come up with new lines!! ;D
Maybe a four liner stanza where the 1st and 3rd lines rhyme and the 2nd and 4th rhyme or is that too complicated? (A.B.A.B)
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Post by jeantre16 on Feb 13, 2007 16:29:29 GMT -5
-Nice- I think we should start a new one now that seems finished All in favor...come up with new lines!! ;D Maybe a four liner stanza where the 1st and 3rd lines rhyme and the 2nd and 4th rhyme or is that too complicated? (A.B.A.B) Wait a minute Vigilanti... I just thought I heard YOU volunteer!!! |
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Post by vigilanti on Feb 13, 2007 16:46:37 GMT -5
I was just seeing if anyone thought it was a good idea first...its yb&B its ok to disguss things in comittee...
Very well...
hear is stanza for example: from ramon's POV.
Her Eyes of flashing fire
Enchantress stole me heart
Her Magic inflamed my desire
Helpless I was torn apart
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Post by jeantre16 on Mar 6, 2007 12:39:56 GMT -5
I was just seeing if anyone thought it was a good idea first...its yb&B its ok to disguss things in comittee... Very well... hear is stanza for example: from ramon's POV. Her Eyes of flashing fire Enchantress stole me heart Her Magic inflamed my desire Helpless I was torn apart Vigilanti, let's stick with the original "two" lines. Four lines at a time can be challenging and a bit complicated. But, let's keep your new train of thought going... a set of four lines completes a stanza, but each addition only needs to be two lines. (I hope that makes sense.) Ok, then, here it goes... to build on Vigilanti's beginning, my next two lines in the next stanza, which the next person will have to match the rhyme pattern in: Her Eyes of flashing fire Enchantress stole me heart Her Magic inflamed my desire Helpless I was torn apart Chained by her smile Impassioned by her prose |
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Post by vigilanti on Mar 6, 2007 13:32:22 GMT -5
(Adding the priviso that the one matching the rhyme scheme can begin the next stanza...if they wish; so we don't always have the same person instigating the rhyme and another always completing it. This way we can practice doing both.  ) Her Eyes of flashing fire Enchantress stole me heart Her Magic inflamed my desire Helpless I was torn apart Chained by her smile Impassioned by her prose My sences she did so beguile I saw no thorns upon this rose (new stanza) Her charm I wore upon my breast T'was my heart she saught to own |
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Post by jeantre16 on Mar 6, 2007 22:03:18 GMT -5
Her Eyes of flashing fire
Enchantress stole me heart
Her Magic inflamed my desire
Helpless I was torn apart
Chained by her smile
Impassioned by her prose
My sences she did so beguile
I saw no thorns upon this rose
Her charm I wore upon my breast
T'was my heart she saught to own
To shroud a plan so grotesque
Stealing children from their homes
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Post by jeantre16 on Mar 12, 2007 18:25:26 GMT -5
Her Eyes of flashing fire
Enchantress stole me heart
Her Magic inflamed my desire
Helpless I was torn apart
Chained by her smile
Impassioned by her prose
My sences she did so beguile
I saw no thorns upon this rose
Her charm I wore upon my breast
T'was my heart she saught to own
To shroud a plan so grotesque
Stealing children from their homes
Why? I ask. What would Liana gain?
What exchange do little lives fetch?
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Post by vigilanti on Mar 13, 2007 10:34:59 GMT -5
Her Eyes of flashing fire
Enchantress stole me heart
Her Magic inflamed my desire
Helpless I was torn apart
Chained by her smile
Impassioned by her prose
My sences she did so beguile
I saw no thorns upon this rose
Her charm I wore upon my breast
T'was my heart she saught to own
To shroud a plan so grotesque
Stealing children from their homes
Why? I ask. What would Liana gain?
What exchange do little lives fetch?
My buring-heart cries, O aguish refrain,
to see in my love so heartless a wretch.
Innocents most precious and dear
Duvals own kin stolen while we slept
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Post by jeantre16 on Apr 10, 2007 21:26:49 GMT -5
Her Eyes of flashing fire
Enchantress stole me heart
Her Magic inflamed my desire
Helpless I was torn apart
Chained by her smile
Impassioned by her prose
My sences she did so beguile
I saw no thorns upon this rose
Her charm I wore upon my breast
T'was my heart she saught to own
To shroud a plan so grotesque
Stealing children from their homes
Why? I ask. What would Liana gain?
What exchange do little lives fetch?
My buring-heart cries, O aguish refrain,
to see in my love so heartless a wretch.
Innocents most precious and dear
Duvals own kin stolen while we slept
Key children chosen to disapear
Not understanding for years the full debt
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