Poetry collection

[Viisikielinenkantele]

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Based on Maybe by Thom Pace

Deep inside my sleeping is a door into another land
Here is a place to rest, I am staying
here forever in the beauty of this place all alone
But keep on hoping.

Maybe, there's a friend out there who cares for me
Maybe, I'll be nice to him next time
Living in the team we serve to dream
Stay by me, take good care.

Walking through a land where everything first seems so dangerous
Still beauty can be found
We are shivering all so badly
Through the whispers of the trolls as we dream
About friendship dreams.

Maybe, there's a friend out there who cares for me
Maybe, I'll be nice to him next time
Living in the team we serve to dream
Stay by me, take good care.

[corncobman]

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Trolldog based on Catdog

One fine day with a pssaah and a mrah
A worm dog was found and it made an Emil crap
No blue bug
And no three-eyed frog
Just a wormy canine little trolldog

Trolldog
Trolldog
Alone in the world was a little trolldog

Alone in the world was a little trolldog

Out on the road or back in town
All kind of critters putting trolldog down
Gotta rise above it
Gotta try to get along
Gotta walk together
Gotta sing this song

Trolldog
Trolldog
Alone in the world was a little trolldog

Trolldog
Trolldog
Alone in the world was a little trolldog

Trolldog
Trolldog
Alone in the world was a little trolldog

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Drained Killer

Emil stands alone in the rain
Hearing the dreaded sounds once again
Checking it out would be such a pain
Hoping he stays quiet, restrained

He heard the noises, fighting wildcats
No his guess is wrong, larger than that
A wild dog, not felines having a spat
He isn't ready for what he's looking at

The shock on his face is all too plain
Trolls are the Swedish man's bane
Poor doggy has got worms on the brain
Emil no longer alone in the rain

[Viisikielinenkantele]

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Always hearing quiet dripping
In the silence of the rooms
Somewhere deers are standing, sipping
At the puddles as it looms.

Stalking danger faintly scratching
On the concrete of the street
As it goes and will be searching
Hiding meals prone at its feet.

Startled cleanser slowly crawling
Back to flimsy shelter room
Hopes it didn't hear the bawling
Is the kindle here in doom?

Does he have to get the fire
Of the cleansers out of shell
Is the danger really dire
So that he must release hell?

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 336

Kill it, Emil!
Instinct says
Lest you let it
Lope away

Trusty rifle at your side
Help the kitties that did hide
End the menace from outside

Be their hero!
End it now!
As it lunges
Shoot it down!
Then you won’t a wimp be found

[corncobman]

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Eyesore

Emil watches the dog look up a column,
An injured kitty struggles at the top.
The whole picture is looking very glum.
Hope the poor feline doesn't suddenly drop.

The bleeding cat struggles for breath,
While the beast scratches the base of the post.
If it's not careful, it could catch its death,
In the mouth of the waiting parasite host.

The sight for sore eyes is a horrible sight,
Worms in the eye or even deeper perhaps.
The inflicted beast in this terrible plight
Should be quickly put out of its misery, ASAP.

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The Eyes by Dio (with a few small changes)

Oh no - they're at it again
Writhing inside those eyeballs
Coming through gaps before canine could call

Get out - cause they're breaking the dog
It can no longer now see
Places where I can hide can't get much smaller

I have no more pleasant dreams
Where nothing can touch me
Maybe I'll find a way to disappear

No one moves - and no one dies
Just the eyes

I've run as fast as I can
Thinking it'll never catch me
What a waste of breath a waste of time

Feel like digging a hole
Going in even deeper
Maybe it just can't see this place of mine

I'll be lost - so no goodbyes
If I don't move it won't take my life
Oh the eyes

Oh no - they've done it again
Sent beast that no longer lives
Searching for signs of life and that means me

In all my horrible dreams
When no one is watching
It makes the whole world blind and nothing's free

It's just lost - so no replies
If no one looks then no one dies
Just the eyes
Those eyes

Climbing columns
Even won't suffice
I can't find a way
Cause wormthings rot the eyes

[corncobman]

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Bullet Time

Emil takes aim while the beast turned that way.
Steadily trying to keep his composure.
Holding the gun up before his beastly prey.
Should have shot it before it got closer.

Now the element of surprise has gone,
He talks to the beast or maybe himself too.
Terrible wailing escapes the nightmare spawn.
As he tries to keep his aim straight and true.

Then Emil sprays bullets all over the place.
Not hitting anything solidly, somehow.
Now the target creature has lunged for his face.
The bullets do nothing to stop it. What now?

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Stray Wormdog (based on Hey Bulldog by the Beatles)

Wormdog
Standing in the rain
Beast-dog
Looks like you're in pain
Some kind of vacancy is displayed in your eyes
I think that I've lost the element of suprise

Can't feel
It can't understand
Cold steel
In my sweaty hands
Some kind of wild beast call this weird sound in my ears
You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears

Dog, please leave me be
Dog, please leave me be
Dog, please leave me be
If you're alive dog just leave me be

Yeah uh-oh!
No, No!
Yeah!
No, no, no, no!
No, no!

Big dog (Yeah)
Walking in the school
Blam blam
Have to keep my cool
Some kind of agony is measured out in you
I think I've got you but my bullets are too few

Dog, please leave me be
Dog, please leave me be
Dog, please leave me be
If you're alive dog just leave me be
Hey!

Pshhh! Nyuu! Nyuu!

Stray wormdog! Stray wormdog!
Stray wormdog! Stray wormdog!

[Hey man, what's that noise?
Nyuuuuu!
What d'you say?
It said nyuuuu!
D'you feel anymore?
Wooaah ha ha ha!
You've got it, that's great! That's right! That's it, man, hoo!
Give it to me, man, hurry! I've got worm children, ho!
Ah ho! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Off boy, off!
Aaaghh.]

Stray wormdog!
Stray wormdog!

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Blood Hound

Blight afflicted
Red-streaked crease
Waiting for it
The sweet release

Endless torment
Hollow-eyed
Madness hell-bent
No soul inside

Thoughtless, sightless
No spirit left
Mindless, hopeless
Senses bereft

Withered vacant
Empty shell
Mercy to grant
Bullet hell

Piercing rounds
Few but hit flesh
Haunting hound
Lunges afresh

[slim kittens]

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For our poor beast-dog and anyone who's ever loved and been loved by a dog.

Courtesy of John McCrae

THROUGH RAIN-SOAKED FIELDS

Through rain-soaked fields the orphans go
Into the ruins, row on row,
These are the places we did lie
Among our own; at peace and dry
Where are they now?  We do not know

We are the dogs.  Long days ago
We ran, saw sun, felt hearthside's glow
Loved and were loved, and now we roam
Through rain-soaked fields.

Take up the hunt, our ancient foe
Packsong hunger, packsong glow
By pack abandoned, we remain.
We are the pack, and in the rain
We wander on till we are home
Through rain-soaked fields.

[Fogtreader]

I Shot the Rash Hound
Based on "I Shot the Sheriff" - Bob Marley

I shot the rash hound,
But I did not shoot the derp kitty.
Oh no, ohh!
I shot the rash hound,
But I did not shoot the derp kitty.
Ooh, ooh, ooooh!

All about in the base camp,
My friends they put me down,
They say they think I am guilty,
For the hurting of a derp kitty,
For the wounding of a derp kitty.

But I say,

I shot the rash hound,
But I swear it was in self-defense.
Ooh, ooh, ooooh!
I shot the rash hound,
You know it jumped straight at me on the offense.
Ooh, ooh, ooooh!

Captain Sigrun called me a wimp,
‘Cause I thought I heard a moan.
I tried to say it was nothing,
She said, Kill it before we go,
She said, Kill it before we go.

And so, And so…
Put it in my file!

I shot the rash hound,
But I swear it was in self-defense.
(Where was the derp kitty?)
Ooh, ooh, ooooh!
I say, I shot the rash hound,
But I swear it was in self-defense.
OooOOooo!

There was no way I could back out,
I had to go and look around.
All of a sudden I saw a scary monster!
In the form of a great big hound,
So I shot, I shot, I shot it down.

And I say,
Please believe me Mr. Holmes!

I shot the rash hound,
But I did not shoot no derp kitty.
(I didn’t shoot no derp kitty)
Oh no, oh!
I shot the rash hound,
But I did not shoot no derp kitty.
Ooh, ooh, ooooh!

Reflexes got the better of me,
And the gun has poor accuracy.
You know it was set on full auto,
It’s hard to aim when you empty the clip,
It’s hard to aim when you empty the clip.

I say,

I-I-I, I shot the rash hound,
Lord I did not shoot the derp kitty!
I…I
shot the rash hound,
But I did not shoot the derp kitty.

[corncobman]

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Brain Trauma

Bullets zipping through far and wide
Emil remorseful as the hound lies on its side
Still standing in the door as he cried
Witnessed it drop on its downward slide

Lucky Emil, all the trolls he attracts
Gun clip is empty after keeping it back
Eventually stopping the charging attack
Flesh ripping along the visible track

Letting out a whining from deep within
Changing to a more shrill kind of din
Foreshadows the transformation to begin
Bulbous blobs with legs pierce fur and skin

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I Believe This Dog is Bust (based on Another One Bites the Dust by Queen)

Oh! Let's go!

I just sneaked quietly down the lane
With my profile way down low.
Ain't no sound but the sound of the rain,
Machine guns ready to go.

Was I ready, hey, was I ready for this?
Was I looking for something good to eat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

I believe this dog is bust
I believe this dog is bust
And another one gone, and another one gone
I believe this dog is bust
Hey, I told it not to move
I believe this dog is bust

How did I think the beast would play along
It's no more any hound
Then I shot out everything that I had
And it's still not staying down, yeah

Looks unhappy, it sounds like it cried
It's now fallen off its feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

I believe this dog is bust
I believe this dog is bust
And another one gone, and another one gone
I believe this dog is bust
Hey, I told it not to move
I believe this dog is bust

Aw take it!
Dog is bust
Dog is bust
Hey!

Hey!
I believe this dog is bust
I believe this dog is bust, oh!
I believe this dog is bust, hey hey!
I believe this dog is bust

There isn't any way that I'm gonna stay here man
All alone here with this sound
I just beat it, I just shot it
Now it looks real bad but it's still not stayed down

Now it's changing, yes, it's changing right now
It's changing to this pile of meat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat

I believe this dog is bust
I believe this dog is bust
And another one gone, and another one gone
I believe this dog is bust
Hey, I told it not to move
I believe this dog is bust

[corncobman]

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Breakout In Rash

Bony limbs protrude from the spine
Stretching out long, spindly and thin
Only now the strickenly canine
Just revealing the horror within

The skull of the dog-beast intact
Nothing remains that can be recognised
Worms dripping from every hole and crack
Pouring from the nose, head and eyes

Tearing the flesh and ripping skin
The twisting and scratching leg bone
Flailing around its multiple limbs
Like a terrible bloody and bony cyclone

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Spider Back Bone Doggy
(based on Gimme Back My Bullets by Lynyrd Skynyrd)

Seems so strange when its changin', yes indeed
Well I've seen the horror and the bleeding's been on me
But I keep on cleansin' like the cleansin' man do
And I've got my flames together, gonna burn all over you

Spider back bone doggy
Oh keep it back, it looks so wrong
No longer a hound, and I emptied my gun
And now I'm gonna turn tail and run
Spider back bone doggy

Sweet talkin' Sigrun done made me search this school
And I've heard many noises to scare and make me lose my cool
But I'm leavin' this room one door ahead of you
'Cos I've got all of the bullets enough for you to chew

Spider back bone doggy
Oh keep it back, it looks so wrong
No longer a hound, and I emptied my gun
And now I'm gonna turn tail and run
Spider back, spider back bone doggy
Oh, keep it back... it looks so wrong

Been military since I turned seventeen
Well I was a smart guy, and then it seems I found my dream
Now I'm headed back, I'm feelin' better everyday
Tell all these dog-gone grosslings, better get out of my way

Spider back bone doggy
Keep it back, it looks so wrong
No longer a hound, and I emptied my gun
And now I'm gonna turn tail and run
Spider back, spider back bone doggy
Oh keep it back, it looks so wrong
Spider back bone doggy

[corncobman]

Still page 340

This Dog's Expired (based on Great Balls of Fire by Jerry Lee Lewis)

You change my nerves and spider my brain
Too many worms make a dog insane
I'm gonna kill
Oh what a chill
Goodness gracious
This dog's expired

I learned to live with some parasites within
They came along now they're under my skin
They changed my mind
And took my spine
Goodness gracious
This dog's expired

They ate my innards, nyuuu, no longer feel
Now my minds blurred
They transformed me with all these legs concealed
You're mine, to dine
I can tell but I can only whine whine whine whine

I'm a troll creature now my mind's so numb
I caught a disease and I've succumbed
Come on sparkly
I'll come and get yee
Goodness gracious
This dog's expired

They ate my innards, nyuuu-uuuuuuuu, no longer feel
Now my minds blurred
They transformed me with all these legs concealed
You're mine, to dine
I can tell but I can only whine whine whine whine

I'm a troll creature now my mind's so numb
I caught a disease and I've succumbed
Come on sparkly
I'll come and get yee
Goodness gracious
This dog's expired

[corncobman]

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Limber Up

Emil stares in shock with his eyes popping out
Just trying to escape the new terrible form
While he tries to run, just "Sigrun!" he shouts
The beast flailing its limbs like a chasing storm

Meanwhile Sigrun approaches with no urgency
She seems not to hear the Swede's shooting spree
Does she have no idea of what Emil is fending, or
Does she know how to deal with the grossling impending?

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Run Emil Run (based on Run Rabit Run)

In this school, while it's raining
In this school, treat this like training
So ev'ry morning that Emil comes along
I got up early and made this little song

Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run
Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run
Klick, klick, klick, already shot your gun
Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run, run

Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run
Don't let spidog get you son, son, son
It cannot eat any Emil meat
So run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run

Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run
Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run
Klick, klick, klick, already shot your gun
Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run, run

Run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run
Now time to shout for Sigrun, run, run
Time to stretch your little Emil legs
So run Emil, run Emil, run, run, run

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 341

Young Mister Emil
Went like a schlemiel
To get some books today
Along came a… *Looks at picture*
*Ahem* A-along came a… *Looks at picture again*
Ummmmmm… 'Bye!
*Sound of running feet*
aH, wHeRe WeRe wE?
LIttLe DoG-sPiDeR
cAmE aFTeR tHe tWErp
wHo ShoT aWay iTs LeGs
aLoNG cAmE a SiGrUn...
uMmmmmMmmMMMmm…
rUn, DoGgiE!

[corncobman]

Pg 342

Splitting Pairs

Emil continues to run from the chase,
Trying to evade like a Swede out of hell.
Sigrun however comes through a different space,
Confused, "Really? A cat's making him yell?"

They just missed each other by mere moments,
In adjacent corridors, they've shuffled around.
Sigrun is bemused by the transpiring events,
Oblivious to the threat now bearing him down.

Now, the dreaded monster is scrambling for him,
Panting and hissing as it chases the guy.
Emil pulls his gun out again on a whim,
Pulling the trigger while he closed his eyes.

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Don't Want This Dog (based on I Want it All by Queen)

Transforming grossling, chasing me to eat
Just an scary spidog, light on its feet
I'm running and screaming, with no time for doubt
With the fear and panic, can't see a way out
It ain't much I'm asking, I wanna say
Gotta reload my ammo while running away

Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog, I don't want it now

Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog, I don't want it now

Listen to me Sigrun, I'm running round
This creepy thing's not a tame cat, chasing me now on the ground
But just help me, huh, kill this thing right here
Sigrun do you hear me, make it disappear
It ain't much I'm asking, if you hear me now
Help kill it Sigrun, or I turn to chow

Don't want this dog (take this dog - don't want this dog)
Don't want this dog (yeah)
Don't want this dog, I don't want it now

Don't want this dog (yes don't want this dog)
Don't want this dog hey
Don't want this dog, I don't want it now

I'm a man with a face so fair
So much to do and much to wear (Sigrun do you hear me)
Just a man for fashion flair and stylin' care and sparkle hair
So I'm killing this dog, yes I'm killing this dog
And I'm drilling this dog, and I'm drilling this dog
Oooh oh yeah yeah - ha ha ha ha ha
Yeah yeah yeah yeaaah
Don't want this dog

It ain't much I'm asking, just hear my prayer
Come help me Sigrun
Now that I'm running scared (I'm running scared) (I'm running scared)
Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog, I don't want it now

Don't want this dog yeah yeah yeaaaah
Don't want this dog
Don't want this dog, I don't want it now
Oh oh oh oh oooh

I don't want it - now
Don't want it
Don't want it
Oooooooh nah!

[corncobman]

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Closed the Gap, Suddenly Snap

Bullets ricochet this way and that.
Hitting walls and floor with a ra-ta-ta-tat.
Bony legs pierce the fragile school walls,
Dashing and leaping to prepare for its maul.
The beast somehow evades all the shots,
Carefully aiming at it, Emil is not.

Emil and the chasing beast, run further still,
The fearsome creature moves in for the kill.
The beast still trying to get a hold of its snack.
But then it suddenly jerked its head back.
The grossling's eyes aren't fully dead yet,
Has it remembered that it used to be a dear pet?