The Rhyming Game (using Iambic Pentameter)

[Mrs. Famine]

I haven't Iamb-ed since Secondary School
Think I've still got it, is this classed as cool?

 

[Liquid]

A secondary school? 'Tis surely a lie,
Where I was taught rule, the school was called high,

Of course you should know, I'm telling you why,
That place t'where I go, was Connah's Quay High,

Not grammar nor sec, despite it stage two,
As I now reflect, I bid you adieu,

 

[aboe]

Ni No Kuni is getting on my nerves
I'm so irate I can't put into words

It's fight then fight then fight then fight some more
I think I'm done with it, it's quite a bore

 

[Liquid]

This thread I do see, in its own fine way,
To do is easy, than six word Hem'way.

Over there the task, is writing stories,
But layr'd a mask, of unfilled glories,

Each narrative takes, one word more than five,
With such narrow stakes, the thread's surely not 'live,

Yet here you can see, to earn extra dimes,
The challenge for me; each half sentence rhymes,

Go back through my posts, you surely will see,
There's no lie nor boasts, just accuracy,

Surprised so am I, that few write along,
'Tis good fun for eye, and making sing-song,

 

[Roger the Horse]

My head hurts so bad, I wish I could sleep
Even for a tad, I just want to weep

Sadly I cannot, nothing eases it
I wish I knew what would provide a bit

Of comfort for my aching cranium
I'm teetotaly avoiding the rum

I tried to lie down for several hours
And yet I still frown, thanks to pain's powers

 

[Mrs. Famine]

I wish I could halt, the pain in my being
'Tis genetic fault, a syndrome, a meme

(Altho' short it seems, that verse just above
It took many reams, of patience and love!)

 

[GranTurismo guy]

I am a stern critic, it is often said
But I do rather like the look of this thread

 

[Liquid]

To prattle and verse, with such great finesse,
Could be so much worse, and cause so much stress,

It can be such hell, dictionary crammin',
You've done rather well, you @Mrs. Famine,

 

[TB]

The kids get the candy, then bring it home.
I should have restraint and only have some.

It's all so tasty, the chocolate and goo.
I've eaten so much, it now hurts to chew.

Watching some football, all Sunday I sat.
Eating more candy and getting more fat.

 

[Mrs. Famine]

Careful you don't overdo it @TB
Though I guess it breaks the monotony

Of sitting and waiting, for Xmas to come
Then again with the candy, back to square one!

 

[Liquid]

Whoops. I was late with my bonfire night tribute.

The night of red flames, where fireworks are lit,
Honouring King James, boo Guido that git,

Such colour and joys, such splendor and farce,
With all that damn noise? Stick 'em up your arse,