Cyndi’s Riddles and Rhymes VIII
Mischief
Bats fly by day
Bats fly by night
Giving the team
Another fright
Tensions are high
Strung too tight
Won’t be long
Before there’s a fight.
Search
Brothers and sisters, sisters and brothers
Almost complete, yet seeking another
Fire and water, water and fire
Opposites attracting, our need is dire.
Dumpster
Afraid, little man
Trapped in a can
Oh, who did you go and anger?
I’ll help you free
So scared you could pee
With a flick of my little finger.
Sword
The cannonball came,
The balefire went dark,
Against the soul of Dan
Our light was taken.
Night will prevail
Forever cold and dark
Unless the sleeper
Will awaken.
Dead Pigeons
Feet of pigeons, dead by the smoker
Taking one last bath to help find this joker
Show me the one who tormented Annie
Her vengeance will be sweet and so uncanny
Our paths will cross, the time is near
Torturer among them, show me his fear
The battle rages on for the fire of bale
How does this child fit into this tale?