pureplainpatron

::To Erland to brawl is quite rash,
with those who use brawn he'll oft clash.
But this eve' he's feeling quite brash...
So now with Tatsuki he'll clash.

While walking along on a lark,
he hears her racket in the park.
And with a smile creeping and dark
he goes off in search of his mark.::

Cherry Blossoms fall
and fade from a brilliant pink
to a dull, drab brown.

That fleeting spring-time,
often remembered fondly;
likewise hurried past.

Once childhood passes,
it is then watched from outside
somehow blue shifted.

The challenges then
seems so very simple now,
long for second chance.

The past would hold less appeal
if old games were not such fun.

Unwilling to sit back and wait
when girls fear to become sedate:
The plans have been set;
Now likewise the net.
And Erland will play as the ( bait. )

Of late I have found myself stressed;
Annoyance of pest upon pest.
Yet 'fore I grind gears
My wonderful dears
Remind me of just how I'm blessed.

Now since our next week will be free,
What shall our vacation thus be?
Deciding the spot,
And where all to trot.
So who will come join the party?

Now with 'hos' crushed under our heel,
So Seku, let's complete our deal.
Then just one last task...
Oh, also to ask:
Hey Corvus, how do you feel?

You may find a lounging Erland;
With plain golden ring in his hand.
You might then inquire,
Did Brimstone and fire,
Go into this curious band.

((OOC: Erland can be about anywhere. Places to consider are Xi's cafe, in his living room, or at the park.))

Sitting in an overstuffed chair,
Murmurs as if saying a prayer.
The odd acting louse
Is back in his house;
Come talk, or just wager a stare.

Such rough days do rub us all raw...
Our lives are lived nervous and blah.
With tension to beat,
I think for a treat...
I'll make for my family a spa.