“The Merriment of Thieves” has been the name for a collection of poems that has persisted for years, some say up to two centuries, among the lower classes of the Crown Isle in the Regalian Empire. Every few years, a new edition has been produced by an anonymous author, including bawdy songs, insult comedy about nobles and other notable figures in the capital city, alongside the songs of the common people. The last volume was released in March of 305 AC, and the lack of one appearing since has led some to conclude that the author or authors responsible for the text have passed away or left the city. Regardless of the truth, this, the seventieth edition, has been fairly popular and many believe if no one emerges to write a new Merriment soon, others will get around to it. OOC Note: The following texts are excerpts and do not reflect the full possible text.
The Merriment of Thieves
Stem of the Poison Rose
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Your leaves run black,
Your stem, Onyx,
And your thorns a' prepared- to attack!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Never get near,
For the bloom, o' it sears,
And all of your riches, they're mine!
Nothing you own, is safe- from- me!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Ironically Generous
You're lucky that I do not take everything,
I leave some for you, some for me!
You're desperately trying,
To escape op-er-tun-i-ty!
I spread the wealth,
Make it all even,
It's not like it dangers your health!
Iron-Fang
But a little, tiny, thing.
You cause so much terror;
You're built for breaking,
You leave no room for error.
You little tiny serpent,
Nothing better than a spy.
May the Void have mercy, repent,
You'll suffer once you die!
The Heretical Poem
Serpent be it
Estel retrieve it
Watcher dream it
Allar downed
Sihai frowned
Heresy be found
What did they do,
The evil it's drew
Living In Peace
A dream released
The Ailor rule
Noble jewel
Guard patrol
Prejudice unrolled
But why?
Why even try
The rich man is blind
Oh, what they’ll find
Trivia
Some of the other notable poems include “The Knife won’t Fit”, “Lovett’s Pies” and “Me Eronidas”.
