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<b><i>An Offspring's Treasury of Gobliphone Poetry</i></b> was a widely printed collection of traditional [[goblin]] and [[orcish]] poetry published by a subsidiary of the [[Loman Orcish Opera Company]], notable for its explicit violence and sexuality. Several of its poems were set to music by [[Ka-Ess Lizardkin]]. | <b><i>An Offspring's Treasury of Gobliphone Poetry</i></b> was a widely printed collection of traditional [[goblin]] and [[orcish]] children's poetry published by a subsidiary of the [[Loman Orcish Opera Company]], notable for its explicit violence and sexuality. Several of its poems were set to music by [[Ka-Ess Lizardkin]]. | ||
== Selected Contents == | == Selected Contents == | ||
<b><i>Her Fangs Were the Jagged Reef</i></b>, [[KWC]] | <b><i>Her Fangs Were the Jagged Reef</i></b>, [[KWC]] 104 | ||
<blockquote> Her fangs were the jagged reef | <blockquote> Her fangs were the jagged reef | ||
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Sharper than iron, sharper than steel!</blockquote> | Sharper than iron, sharper than steel!</blockquote> | ||
<b><i>Ere we are extinguished forever</i></b>, KWC | <b><i>Ere we are extinguished forever</i></b>, KWC 877 | ||
<blockquote>Let the ale flow - let it flow! | <blockquote>Let the ale flow - let it flow! | ||
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in the blackness beneath the earth.</blockquote> | in the blackness beneath the earth.</blockquote> | ||
<b><i>Grognoth the Warrior-Maid</i></b>, KWC | <b><i>Grognoth the Warrior-Maid</i></b>, KWC 590 | ||
<blockquote>Beyond compare, Grognoth the warrior-maid, | <blockquote>Beyond compare, Grognoth the warrior-maid, | ||
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she snapped many a courting bridegroom's spine.</blockquote> | she snapped many a courting bridegroom's spine.</blockquote> | ||
<b><i>the moon's light is as nothing</i></b>, KWC | <b><i>the moon's light is as nothing</i></b>, KWC 188 | ||
<blockquote>the moon's light is as nothing | <blockquote>the moon's light is as nothing | ||
Latest revision as of 20:22, 3 February 2022
An Offspring's Treasury of Gobliphone Poetry was a widely printed collection of traditional goblin and orcish children's poetry published by a subsidiary of the Loman Orcish Opera Company, notable for its explicit violence and sexuality. Several of its poems were set to music by Ka-Ess Lizardkin.
Selected Contents
Her Fangs Were the Jagged Reef, KWC 104
Her fangs were the jagged reef
upon which my heart were scuttled.
Sharper than iron, sharper than steel!
They rent my calloused fleshlike the scythe beheads the pleading captive.
Sharper than iron, sharper than steel!
O! Would the god of gravediggersinter me in the caverns of my mother's mother
when this blade opens my throat's blue vein.
Sharper than iron, sharper than steel!
Ere we are extinguished forever, KWC 877
Let the ale flow - let it flow!
as the wells at the bottom of the world
burst forth eternal from the headwaters.
Let the song resound - let it resound!as the stars and planets sing
in the harmony of the spheres.
Let the courtesans dance - let them dance!as the forest dances
against the relentless wind.
Let pleasure ever be known - ever be known!ere we are extinguished forever
in the blackness beneath the earth.
Grognoth the Warrior-Maid, KWC 590
Beyond compare, Grognoth the warrior-maid,
whose suitors filled the catacombs beneath
the caverns of her mothers! Unafraid
of any battle, unwilling to sheath
her blade before a host of hundreds! Fearher beauty, goblin men who seek to bed
the warrior maiden! Many suitors ere
you came did Grognoth gleefully behead.
Though many wicked elves fell at her bladeand many drams of dwarven blood she spilt,
her lovers suffered most of all she slayed -
in them she sunk her dagger to the hilt.
And with her bare arms, sinewed taut and fine,she snapped many a courting bridegroom's spine.
the moon's light is as nothing, KWC 188
the moon's light is as nothing
to the sacramental bonfire
that burns in the great cavern
the sun's light is as nothingto the blaze within my chest
when I touch your lithe, gray body