posted on Feb, 22 2009 @ 02:47 PM
Oh, woe, your eminence, dear leader of scaly followers,
Our plight is deepening; and we crave artsy brainpower.
Humanities we seek, depictions of olden dreams,
A puzzle within frames, numbering one hundred in streams.
We respect your quandary – but grow impatient for segue,
Are your challenges finished? Have you abandoned us midway?
The classics await, we thirst for deep meaning,
It can only be ours if you’d just test our reasoning.
And so, you royal gecko, t-rex, or what-have-you,
Though we beg your indulgence, we crave something anew.
So throw us a new cipher, riddle, or contest.
We promise great interest, we’ll toil without rest.
Of one thing I assure you, your subjects won’t fail.
It is time for a test, some fun – lift the veil!
We are humbled, not worthy, perhaps that is true,
But some food for thought will make us respect you!
So tally no longer – we await your directions.
Pencils are ready! We have the best of intentions!
Today, tomorrow, the next day perhaps,
But please not much longer – Or our memories may lapse!
Thank yee, o most honorable, leader of lizards,
We have spoken, stand ready, prepared to move onwards!
[edit on 2/22/2009 by Outrageo]