You never know who's going to creep up on you like this...

[patchworkgirlofoz]

Well here's something of a splendid joke;
You say t'was me that gave you a poke!
And if you've nothing else at all to do
'Stead of blaming me, you should blame you.
You cry of muses biting left and right
As if you actually put up a fight!

"But you're so silly!" you cry in despair
"I may never have you out of my hair!
"Look at this doll, from books so old
Her posts and threads will all grow cold!"

Mundane Girl, this is all for fun!
Let me out for a test run.
Nothing may come of it, so we shall see
If anyone cares to play with me!

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[kingofthetvworld]

Now do one about bears.

[Do it.]

[patchworkgirlofoz]

[Scraps peers at Teddie, then twirls in a circle, making her skirt flap about]

Shan't!

[kingofthetvworld]

[Well ain't you a peach.]

F-Fine! I didn't want your dumb poem anyway.

[He'll just go home later and write his OWN. And it will be AWESOME.]

[patchworkgirlofoz]

[She laughs and does a cartwheel, look at all the fucks she gives]

Well then, who is this fine old bear?
Stuffed with sawdust, stuffed with hair?
Is he going home to pout?
Where with my poems he’ll do without?

[kingofthetvworld]

[YOUR POEMS ARE FILLED WITH LIES.]

How rude! I'm not filled with sawdust whatsoever, what do I look like?! A- ... A, um...

[What's filled with sawdust?]

...I'm not filled with sawdust!

[Because that's gross and it'd probably get in his fur somehow.]

[patchworkgirlofoz]

Are you filled with curled hair? You're a bear, you must be filled with something

[Have a glove poking your nose. What're you made of?]

[fruity_puppeteer]

[Oh he likes you.]

See these muns in lands of possibility
Oh how they cry and moan about make believe!
But you and me and maybe some others too
We'll have much fun they won't know what to do

well hey there!

[patchworkgirlofoz]

[My my, you'd fit RIGHT in with all the many Ozians she's met.]

Lovely that you took the time,
To make that rather awkward rhyme

Just for me, how nice of you,
and now you see, I do it too~

wai hello stranger

[fruity_puppeteer]

[Discord the Great and Powerful has a nice ring to it, don't you think?]

Unlike you I don't rehearse,
They just come out for better or worse

But who cares for poetry,
My flavor's chaos and anarchy~

Fancy seein' you around

[patchworkgirlofoz]

[Scraps laughs and twirls in a circle around Discord]

Who me? Practice?
Pshaw, the thought.
'Tis all adlibbed
And not store-bought

[We didn't say they had to be GOOD, she's quite crazy]

Strange how we bumped into each other

[fruity_puppeteer]

[The draconequus flicks his tail in an amused gesture. Yes, he likes your brand of crazy.]

With all those feats of word and brain
You would think you were trained

But if you wanted someone entertained
Congratulations little poet you win again!

[rhyming_mage]

What a nice poem to have been spun from a mere rag doll,
Such a dulcet rhyme I have been unable to recall!
And yet you have been summoned here to this place,
without a trace of your mundane's face!

Ohohohoho!

[patchworkgirlofoz]

[No one ever gets into rhyme-offs with her, this is fun!]

Summoned, you say? She blames me!
'This is absurd, a nuisance, a farce!'
She thinks this is but a passing fancy
And is pulling the rhymes out of her-

[Wait, no, you're a children's book, let's not]

[rhyming_mage]

[This is going to be fun. >)]

Oh ho, I see!
To meet a charming doll like yourself fills me with glee!
I feel so giddy and fancy and free!
Your mundane's buffoonery is hardly annoying to me!

[patchworkgirlofoz]

My charm and beauty is well-known,
In these passing years has only grown!
Though my stories may be now 'obscure'
my colors and patterns remain whole and pure!

And though she may be stuck that awful name
this writer grew sad at what seemed my passing fame
And for that act, I wish her well
For there are always more stories to tell!

[rhyming_mage]

You are indeed prideful and proud!
I have never seen a doll proclaim her beauty so loud!
I am also famous in my world, although my reputation has yet to be unfurled.
I am a mage, and the world is my stage!

Ohohoho! Alas and alack, modesty is what I truly lack!
I may be bold and brash, but I am not rash.
My mundane thinks we will get along!
Unfortunately, I will surely prove her wrong!

[assistingtheday]

Caution: Too many rhyming couplets may cause your speech to maintain it's poetic feel until further help is received.

Perhaps you should look into medical care from a doctor. There is one who writes children's books I believe.

[patchworkgirlofoz]

[Scraps never did learn about personal space, so she's stretching up as high as she can to get a better look.]

And how many did you cut yourself with an axe to get THIS big?

[assistingtheday]

I'm afraid I do not have an axe, as I am a law enforcement vehicle.

Are you speaking of logging? Because it is illegal unless you have the proper permit.

[patchworkgirlofoz]

The other Tin Man became tin when he had several accidents with his axe, I didn't know it was such a common problem!

[assistingtheday]

He should have been fined for such accidents, or at least brought it to attention.

Problems are only common if they are left unchecked.

[speakfortheseed]

Your poetry's a nice change of pace! There's too much whining around this place..

Ha, would you look at that! Seems it's contagious.

[patchworkgirlofoz]

The rhymes, they spread!
The writer faces them with dread
She yells at me
to 'talk normally'
But I laugh at her instead

[speakfortheseed]

Heh, I imagine it'd get a bit tiring after a while. Catchy rhymes can't be forced, you know!

[patchworkgirlofoz]

Hey diddlediddle dee
Forcing rhymes, me?
They flow as they wish
for in my brain dish
is mixed "Extract of Poesy'