Taryn Evendim, 'The Ninja and Samurai Sam'
The Ninja and Samurai Sam
Oh, there once lived a lad in a shack by the sea,
Where the mist and the seagulls fly,
And just one dream had he, that someday he would be
A great ninja, by and by.
Now this lad was a bit of a dim-witted lout,
And a tad on the clumsy side,
And whene'er he went out, he would stumble about,
But this had no effect on his pride.
So he said to himself, "I am agile enough,
And I'll learn with incredible speed!
All this ninja stuff, it's not really that tough;
Just some practice is all that I need."
So he went to the closet in his little shack;
Through its contents proceeded to root:
He took down from the rack anything that was black,
Saying "HALF of a ninja's his suit!"
When he wore it, he said "Well, it itches a mite,
But, oh lordy! How macho I look!
I'll blend right out of sight in the dead of the night,
And it's just like the one in the book!"
So he went out to practice his creeping around,
And with usual elegant grace,
He fell flat on the ground with a terrible sound
And looked up... to a REAL ninja's face!
He arose, and with vigor he pumped the gloved hand
With a grin and a wide-eyed stare,
Saying "Fate has been kind! You're not easy to find!
I've been looking for you everywhere!
You look like the Chief, so to you I will plead:
Won't you take me and teach me your skill?
A talent like me would be just what you need,
And myself, I could do with the thrill."
And with that, to the Chief's great dismay, it did rain
Giggling ninjas from out of the trees,
Who with obvious strain their composure regained,
For that's NOT how they like to be seen.
When they all had recovered their normal grim state,
And the last of the laughter had died,
The Head Ninja said "Wait, while we ponder your fate,
And we'll let you know what we decide."
Then he gathered together his men, and he said
"Killing this one would be far too mild!
He would be no fun dead, so let's let him instead
BE a ninja... at least for a while!"
So they plotted with many a cackle and grin,
Till at last they came up with a plan;
The Chief said "You're in, if you just do one thing...
You must murder the Samurai Sam!"
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By Taryn Evendim
(Happy birthday to the Bard.)
Oh, there once lived a lad in a shack by the sea,
Where the mist and the seagulls fly,
And just one dream had he, that someday he would be
A great ninja, by and by.
Now this lad was a bit of a dim-witted lout,
And a tad on the clumsy side,
And whene'er he went out, he would stumble about,
But this had no effect on his pride.
So he said to himself, "I am agile enough,
And I'll learn with incredible speed!
All this ninja stuff, it's not really that tough;
Just some practice is all that I need."
So he went to the closet in his little shack;
Through its contents proceeded to root:
He took down from the rack anything that was black,
Saying "HALF of a ninja's his suit!"
When he wore it, he said "Well, it itches a mite,
But, oh lordy! How macho I look!
I'll blend right out of sight in the dead of the night,
And it's just like the one in the book!"
So he went out to practice his creeping around,
And with usual elegant grace,
He fell flat on the ground with a terrible sound
And looked up... to a REAL ninja's face!
He arose, and with vigor he pumped the gloved hand
With a grin and a wide-eyed stare,
Saying "Fate has been kind! You're not easy to find!
I've been looking for you everywhere!
You look like the Chief, so to you I will plead:
Won't you take me and teach me your skill?
A talent like me would be just what you need,
And myself, I could do with the thrill."
And with that, to the Chief's great dismay, it did rain
Giggling ninjas from out of the trees,
Who with obvious strain their composure regained,
For that's NOT how they like to be seen.
When they all had recovered their normal grim state,
And the last of the laughter had died,
The Head Ninja said "Wait, while we ponder your fate,
And we'll let you know what we decide."
Then he gathered together his men, and he said
"Killing this one would be far too mild!
He would be no fun dead, so let's let him instead
BE a ninja... at least for a while!"
So they plotted with many a cackle and grin,
Till at last they came up with a plan;
The Chief said "You're in, if you just do one thing...
You must murder the Samurai Sam!"
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By Taryn Evendim
(Happy birthday to the Bard.)