Ode to Gorehowl

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Yeah, I know I’m getting this one in a little late, but I had a busy day today.  Endless glorious requisition forms with Eitrigg, which again begs the questions, with all my underlings why do I not have one whose job it is to handle the paperwork?

Anyway, here’s today’s entry for Garrosh’s Poetry Challenge.  Fill up those comments with ideas and themes and little nuggets of goodness to inspire me again, and we’ll have our next EPIC VERSE next Tuesday.

 

When I cast eyes upon the glinting steel
Of Gorehowl, gravest axe that e’er was made,
My thoughts return to Grommash’s ordeal
When Mannoroth fell to my father’s blade.
The greatest battle that the blade had known,
In Ashenvale where Demons Fall to fate:
Where Grom exchanged for all our lives, his own,
And plunged Gorehowl though thick infernal plate.
I wonder now if it is worthy held:
Since Grommash fell, the axe has many slain,
But greatest since that time Gorehowl has felled,
In place of bane of blood, ’tis sire of Baine.
     I marvel it, and we, have come so far;
     Yet fear it best had stayed with Malchezaar.

 

EPIC VERSE!

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7 Responses to “Ode to Gorehowl”

  1. I’d still like to see a poem about how Sylvanas isn’t a horrible monster, but in light of recent… Pinkness… I would be unsurprised if our dear Warchief’s heart wasn’t in it.

  2. Porphyria Says:

    Lemon Squares! Lemon Squares!

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