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==To Darim from Sela== | ==To Darim from Sela== | ||
| − | Roses are red | + | Roses are red<br> |
| − | Violets are blue | + | Violets are blue<br> |
| − | Darim's my warder | + | Darim's my warder<br> |
| − | He'll castigate you! | + | He'll castigate you!<br> |
| − | Roses are yellow | + | Roses are yellow<br> |
| − | My Ajah is Brown | + | My Ajah is Brown<br> |
| − | And my Gaidin's the best | + | And my Gaidin's the best<br> |
| − | In all Tar Valon Towne. | + | In all Tar Valon Towne.<br> |
| − | Roses are white | + | Roses are white<br> |
| − | And my bookshelves are red | + | And my bookshelves are red<br> |
| − | He knows of his worth | + | He knows of his worth<br> |
| − | And it goes to his head. | + | And it goes to his head.<br> |
| − | Roses are purple | + | Roses are purple<br> |
| − | My notebook is green | + | My notebook is green<br> |
| − | A trail of white doves | + | A trail of white doves<br> |
| − | Follows where e'er he's been | + | Follows where e'er he's been<br> |
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==To Aves from Serenla== | ==To Aves from Serenla== | ||
Revision as of 09:34, 8 October 2009
Several of the Sisters of the Brown Ajah decided it was time to show our warders just how much we love them! Here are some of our poems about our beloved warders.
Contents
To Riley from Ismene
There once was a Warder named Riley,
He was large and jolly and smiley.
Without walker and cane he'd fall
He likes to say, "That is all."
The truth is I esteem him, highly.
To Darim from Sela
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Darim's my warder
He'll castigate you!
Roses are yellow
My Ajah is Brown
And my Gaidin's the best
In all Tar Valon Towne.
Roses are white
And my bookshelves are red
He knows of his worth
And it goes to his head.
Roses are purple
My notebook is green
A trail of white doves
Follows where e'er he's been
To Aves from Serenla
I'm supposed to write a lovely poem or Haiku of praise for my Warder. However, I fail at creative writing. Aves. MDD. He's surly, sarcastic, lurks a lot and refuses to kiss butt. I just call him mine.
To Rodi from Laithean
Wild and free, A wolf of VC, That is Rodi my Warder.
Towering over me with height, Knows better than my temper to fight, That is Rodi my Warder.
Musicals we sing, In harmony notes ring, That is Rodi my Warder.
I could not ask for more, He is genuine to the core, That is Rodi my Warder.
He protects not only me, But also my new baby, That is Rodi my Warder.
Forever we stand, Against shadows of the land, That is Rodi my Warder
To Soronhen from Cassie
I have a Warder of Win
he's good to call now and then
with good taste in booze
who else would I choose
but the fabulous Soronhen
