@nevarmaor placed the blade of grass tween his thumbs ad began to blow a mournful tune. Then he broke into song …
You just don’t know how many nights I’ve waited for your summons portal
You don’t know the gems I’ve hoarded enough to make a few thirty-pulls
But the odds were stacked up against me
And still you wander aimlessly
From me
@rook padded over and curled up beside the crooning midget, purring in rhythm to the music.
'Til now I always got by with my bench
I never really cared 'til I read your card
And now it thrills me to the bone
How do I summon you home?
How do I summon you home?
@TGW was furiously writing the lyrics down that @nevarmaor was singing. “This’ll be great in the E&P Lyrics thread! Hey! @nevarmaor, here’s a ukelele. See if this is small enough for you.” He handed the ukelele over and @nevarmaor began strumming as he sang.
I see your picture beckon, a wave and then you scroll on by
I read about the angst, will you be nerfed or soar up on high
And the days go by so very slow
As I wait for your portal to show
Again
@sleepyhead started tapping his toe. @CaptainjaKCsparrow looked up distractedly from his abacus.
Mr. Rigsers looked on unhappily. There was just far too much grown-up type stuff going on here. How was he going to explain this to the children?
'Til now I always got by with my bench
It’s all there written in your special
And now it thrills me to the bone
How do I summon you home?
How do I summon you home?
How do I summon you home?
How do I summon you home?
Mila Tinkerbell groggily awoke and stood up. She grabbed @nevarmaor and the ukelele and they flew off into the night, angrily tolling her bells at the frying pans.
“That was Heart-felt” said a sighing @akionna.
“Well, now what?” asked Willy Wonka, looking at his shattered glass elevator. “You plan on breaking half my furniture? Or is that my half furniture? I can never get the syntax right.”