The Forum Prom of 2020

[lass of something much]

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[shisteer of nothing much]

*Offers Teer my arm.*
Then let's go, Honey.

*rests paw lightly on Verdauga's offered arm and follows him out to the garden*

[Scott McLamok]

*sees a dark mist comeing from the north* "umm, I think we shoud go back indoors.."

*Looks up and sees the mist*
"Yea we probably should"
*Jumps off tree and holds out paw so Lass could easily climb down.

[Verdauga]

*Leads Teer out into the garden.*

My, the irises are wonderful. What are those flowers over there?

[shisteer of nothing much]

They look like delphiniums. They're blue, too.

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

(Go on Teer, recite the poem. You know you want to.)

[lass of something much]

*sees a dark mist coming from the north* "umm, I think we should go back indoors.."

*Looks up and sees the mist*
"Yea we probably should"
*Jumps off tree and holds out paw so Lass could easily climb down.

*jumps down*
"we need to warn the others about this, it could be the goblins!" *takes Scott by the paw and runs to Teer and Verdie*

[Verdauga]

(Go on Teer, recite the poem. You know you want to.)

[Scott McLamok]

*Runs side by side with Lass gripping her hand tightly so he wouldn't lose her*

[lass of something much]

*stubbles at Teer's footpaws* "the goblins! they are coming! everybeast get inside!"

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

(You two are adorable, just saying )

[lass of something much]

"Now I really wish Blue hadn't crashed the gates so well..."

[Scott McLamok]

"Wait here"
*gives his dirk to Lass*
"I need to get my sword"
*gives Lass a small peck on the cheek before sprinting off to get his swords*

[lass of something much]

*draws sword*
"let's slay some goblins!"
"Teer, Verdie please go inside..."

[shisteer of nothing much]

(Go on Teer, recite the poem. You know you want to.)

(Alrighty then)

The Doctor and the Doormouse

There once was a doormouse who lived in a bed
of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).
And all the day long he'd a wonderful view
Of Geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue).

A doctor came hurrying round and he said
'Tut, tut. I am sorry to find you in bed.
Just say ninety-nine while I look at your chest.
Don't you find that chrysanthemums answer the best?'

The doormouse looked round at the view and replied
(when he'd said ninety-nine) that he'd tried and he'd tried
And much the most answering things that he knew
Were geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue).

The doctor stood, frowning and shaking his head,
And he took up his shiny silk hat as he said,
'What the patient requires is a change.' and he went
to see some chrysanthemum people in Kent.

The doormouse, he lay there and gazed at the view
Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue),
And he knew there was nothing he wanted instead
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).

The doctor came back and, to show what he meant,
He had brought some chrysanthemum cuttings from Kent.
'Now these,' he remarked, 'give a much better view
Than geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue).'

They took out their spades and the dug up the bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red)
And they planted chrysanthemums (yellow and white).
'And now,' said the doctor, 'we'll soon have you right!'

The doormouse looked round and he said with a sigh
'I suppose these people know better than I.
It was silly, perhaps, but I did like the view
Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue).

The doctor came round and examined his chest
And ordered him nourishment, tonics and rest.
'How very effective' he said as he shook
the thermometer, 'all these chrysanthemums look.'

The doormouse turned over to shut out the sight
Of the endless chrysanthemums (yellow and white).
'How lovely' he thought, 'to be back in a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).'

The doctor said 'Tut, it's another attack!'
And ordered him milk and massage of the back,
And freedom-from-worry and drives in a car,
And murmured 'How sweet your chrysanthemums are.'

The doormouse, he lay there, with his paws to his eyes
And imagined himself such a pleasant surprise.
'I'll pretend the chrysanthemums have turned to a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).

The doctor next morning was rubbing his hands
And saying 'There's nobody quite understands
These cases as I do: The cure has begun!
How fresh your chrysanthemums look in the sun!'

The doormouse, he lay there, his eyes were so tight,
He could see no chrysanthemums, yellow or white,
And all that he felt at the back of his head
Were delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).

And that is the reason, Aunt Emily said,
That id a doormouse gets into a chrysanthemum bed,
You will find, so Aunt Emily says, that he lies
Fast asleep on his front with his paws to his eyes.

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