Bard's and Poet's Corner (Azeroth's Songbook)

The first poem Bertel ever wrote, that I haven’t posted yet in this thread:

Purple Poem - A poetic purple suit to the color purple

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I got purple pants and purple gloves on my hands
I got a purple mind, of a different kind
I would have a purple hat, if it was not black
I got a purple soul, or
so I was told
Purple, purple, purple…

Pour the purple, purple stream,
waterfall of purple dreams,
Gleams of purple haze when smoking,
Don’t you think I’d just been joking!
Purple is the color purple,
sometimes hue in red or blue,
most of times it’s simply purple, purple,
purple time,
purple rhyme,
this is it:

A purple sign!

Nothing purple left behind,
purple as a violet, violet,
nothing purple is a hurdle,
shining red and blue as true,
mix it up or differentiate it,
purple is what purple made it,
understand!
don’t misconceive,
simply make it make believe,
purple is the greatest color,
everything is just a tad more duller

I think I here have made my point:

Not pink, not grey, nor green or yellow
Purple is the color of this fella’!

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  • Bertel Wobblespring

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And a song he wrote based on the song The Tauren Chieftains perform at Darkmoon Faire:

Proud to be a Gnome
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I am son of Titans and steel
Ideas beckon and I heed the call
take my time upon this day
inventions I will make

Hear me brothers gather up your striders
to glory, we will will ride
gears turning in my heart
turning from inside

COGS!
keep the clockwork turning
BOLTS!
keep it all together
GEARS!
spinning in my heart
PROUD!
to be a Gnome

Hightinker of the Gnomes
to no Trogg I will kneel
feel the power of the intellect
for the Titans, cogs and bolts

I feel the electricity
lightning strikes by my command
by cogs, bolts and gears
we come to take back Gnomeregan!

COGS!
keep the clockwork turning
BOLTS!
keep it all together
GEARS!
spinning in my heart
PROUD!
to be a Gnome

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  • Bertel Wobblespring
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Two other threads with music, so their content isn’t lost:

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Taking the suggestion and throwing this in here too.

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My contributuon so far to songs!

I vow to thee, my kingdom, all earthly things above,
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my light;
The light that asks no questions, the light that stands the test,
That lays upon the nation, the dearest and the best;
The light that never falters, the light that pays the price,
The light that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.

I heard my kingdom calling, away across the land,
Across the distance of the land, she calls and calls to me.
Her sword is sheathed at her side, her helmet on her head,
And around her feet are lying the dying and the dead;
I hear the call of war, the shout of her voice;
I haste to thee, my mother, a patriot among thy patriots.
And there’s another kingdom, I’ve heard of long ago,

Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;
We may not count her people, we may not see her ruler;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shimmering shine increase,
And her ways are ways of greatness, and all her paths are peace.

https://youtu.be/iCkGnQ0AZv0

n the merry month of June from my home I started
Left the girls of Pyrewood nearly broken hearted
Saluted Father dear, kissed my darling mother
Drank a pint of beer, my grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn to banish evil spirits;
A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin’ o’er the bogs
Frightenin’ all the dogs on the rocky road to Gilneas

One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Gilneas, Whack fol lol le rah!

In Emberstone that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight my spirits bright and airy
Took a drop of the pure
Keep my heart from sinking;
That’s the Fatty’s cure whenever he’s on for drinking
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, ‘twould set your heart a bubblin’
An’ asked if I was hired, wages I required
'Till I was nearly tired of the rocky road to Gilneas

One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Gilneas, Whack fol lol le rah!

In Gilneas next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city
Well then I took a stroll, all among the quality;
Bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality
Something crossed my mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon my stick a wobblin’
Enquiring for the rogue, said my Stormglen brogue
Wasn’t much in vogue on the rocky road to Gilneas
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Gilneas, Whack fol lol le rah!

From there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing
The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he;
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Fatty
Down among the pigs, played some funny rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling;
When off the sounds’ dread, wished meself was dead
Or better far instead
On the rocky road to Gilneas

One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Gilneas, Whack fol lol le rah!

The boys of Stormwind, when we safely landed
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Fenris’ isle they began abusing
“Hurrah me soul!” says I, me Blackthorn cane let fly
Some Duskhaven boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in
With a loud “Hurray!” joined in the affray
We quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Gilneas

One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Gilneas, Whack fol lol le rah!

Hunt the Hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Gilneas, Whack fol lol le rah!

Whack fol lol le rah! (Whack fol lol le rah!)

https://youtu.be/gkH0nDvhzgc

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Both bumping to not loose it, and linking a thread so it’s not lost either.

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