View Full Version : The Rhyming Story Game

06-10-2006, 02:44 PM
Crossovers are as old as time itself, so this is the rhyming story game! Put simply you must follow up to the previous poster's post with a two line message, the first must rhyme and the second must be rhymed by the next person.
I sat on a tree,
and then drank some Grog.

Person B:
So I jumped on a log,
but it was too hard.

Person C:
So I smeared it with lard,
and jumped on a bus.

and so on, and so on, anyone wanna start?

06-11-2006, 08:41 AM
Looks like fun :D


There once was a girl named Peter
She was mentally disturbed and bullied at school

06-11-2006, 08:09 PM
So one day a mean girl shoved her into the pool
Sadly it was her teacher, Ms. Rivers,

06-12-2006, 07:50 AM
The water in the pool gave Peter the shivers,
she wanted revenge and constructed a trap.

06-12-2006, 05:48 PM
A trap that had hinges and doors that went snap!
The trap was finally finished on a Sunday.

06-14-2006, 05:44 PM
It was even equipped with "Bum spray"
which was like "fart gas".

06-14-2006, 06:00 PM
In which the scent will eventually pass
So the plan was ready

06-15-2006, 05:40 AM
Ready and steady,
the trap was made for slaughter and blood.

06-15-2006, 12:51 PM
but when it was time, the trap was a dud
So Peter had to start out again,

Mr Cheese
06-18-2006, 12:56 AM
A new one that would cause Miss Rivers great pain.
This one would take about a month...

07-27-2006, 03:24 PM
...Peter tried to think if something that rhymed with "month",
Until she realised it was a near impossible task...

07-27-2006, 05:37 PM
So Mr. Cheese had a chance to bask,
at the glory of his near impossible word...

07-27-2006, 06:21 PM
His attepmpts were considered absurd,
Critics knew there was no rhyme for the word "month"

Mr Cheese
08-05-2006, 03:00 AM
And so everyone just rhymed "month" with "month",
While Peter made her trap out of silver.

08-07-2006, 03:13 AM
And baited it with silver
Suffering would be known that morn

Mr Cheese
08-09-2006, 03:50 AM
Suffering like that of rancid corn.
The kind that would make you turn purple.