This game is simple. I'll write a line. The next person writes a line that rhymes with mine, and then another line for the next person to rhyme with. 

 

For example:

 

#1 I have a bat. 

#2 I used it on the cat

It was bloody

 

And then the next person rhymes with bloody and adds another line. 

 

I'll start. 

 

Trollocs are evil and vile

Much like bile

 

They are ugly

Some might even say fugly.

 

They are commanded by others

even some of my brothers

 

they're not all that bright

While they shun the light

 

We thrive in the darkness 

Where we can be most heartless

 

Still, trollocs are useful things

they make great bobbles and rings

 

though they seem uncoordinated 

And maybe even a little dated

 

We use them to work toward world domination

 

But look foward to vacation 

 

Whill we fiddle and squirm with nothing 

The Trollocs are creating something

 

Something evil most likely

They try to look knightly,

 

but fail in their endeavors

They will be stupid forever

 

And that is their lot.

 

Okay. Let's wrap up this poem and the next person start a new one about something other than Trollocs. lol. 

Aes Sedai are sly.

I really don't know why

 

They keep secrets like no other

And must always obey the Mother.

 

Why oh why, must there be Aes Sedai?

They make us smile, they make us cry.

 

They are a powerful bunch

And steal our lunch 

 

Why must there be so many

Better than not having any

 

Into Ajahs they are sorted

So coolly they are comported.

 

It is said they can not lie.

That is something I would not try. 

 

Lying to one is what I mean

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Lie to an Aes Sedai?

Never on this earth would I ever try.

Beautiful they will always stay

They do not age - not one tiny day

Unless dead their bodies will not decay.

 

Their warders are forced to obey.  

Speaking of Warders, and we must

They are so very worthy of trust