First, I will post the overall rules, and then I will post the specifics about this week.
Original rules, as stated by Ubertuna:
It must fit the week's theme. It must be submitted by the deadline. It cannot have inappropriate language in it. It cannot be stolen (if you plagiarize, we will find you).
Also:
The poem must be created for this contest A user cannot win two weeks in a row (though everyone is welcome to submit every week!) Only one submission per user will be accepted
As we all know, the winner will recieve a merit, and their poem will be featured on the _Poetry_ page.
OK, on to this week's topic...Again, we are having a style instead of a theme. Also, this week we are having TWO WEEKS to do it, instead of the usual one. Why? Because this will be an EPIC poem. Or, rather, a parody of an epic poem. Generally, epic poetry is very long, and tells the serious story of a heroic figure. Well, this week, the epic figure is YOU! Write a long poem (I'll leave the definition of 'long' up to you, but give it a good go) about the heroic story of you! It can be silly, serious, whatever... just have fun with it. You have two weeks, so have a great time!
There was once a great dragon who burnt the land And lived on for centuries, killed by no hand So his reign of terror continued for years And no hope develped between the peoples fears
The king had to do something fast And looked up the big creatures past When he couldn't find anything he took to weep Until the great dragon fell asleep
Everyone came to the outdoors And there was the great dragon on the floor The people thought that there was no more But soon to find he was stuck under snores
Everyone thought that they were safe And so they locked the beast away Where he slept on day for day Until he slumbered no more and came awake
He ate through the gate with one single munch And made a swoop and took out a bunch The tides have turned, and to the dragons luck He opened his mouth, and gobbled everyone up!
Men used to tremble beneath my feet, But now I lie in Hypnos Keep. Now I sleep. Now I sleep. I used to crush and burn those men, But now I lie in His opium den. Now I sleep. Now I sleep. She used to wake me when I slept, But in this stupor I am kept. Now I sleep. Now I sleep. When I see her face I know It is a kindly place that I will go Now I sleep. Now I sleep.
We all know of power we all know of knights. We all know of dragons. We all know of frights.
Away in a cave, an illustrious keep does a legendary dragon sleep. He dreams of battles won with flame, he dreams of the killing that earned him his fame. He guards wealth and riches unknown. Riches not a man can earn or own, riches enticing the sneakiest of rogues. Riches that could lavish the men with every single vogue. Each and every day, these riches abate. Each and every day, the dragon sleeps late.
He suffers from the curse of narcolepsy. Of slumbering when he should be standing sentry. This disadvantage costs him greatly, allowing all creatures unchallenged entry. A curse, visited upon him by an evil warlock. A curse unmitigated by all the dragon's power. A curse intended to simply mock. The dragon's consciousness now is ephemeral; Only rarely can he guard his cove. Only rarely can he live unrevoked.
We all know of power we all know of knights. We all know of dragons. We all know of frights.
There once was an egg It was red and round A little boy found it Lying around He picked it up But he felt a thump and dropped it to the ground It landed on a mound
When the dragon hatched its scales did not match and some times he fall asleep in the middle of a leap No dragon knew why So the baby dragon cried
All because a boy Thought he was a toy and dropped him on his head making him sleep as if dead it was called Narcoleptice and made him sleep through the centrys
