Thanks to LOTRO Players News: for reading out one of my stupidities…er…poems…
ORK
There is an ork on my fork
Is a bit of a dork
Called Mork from York
Feeds off pork and cork
At work likes to roar “Rork!”
That ork on my fork
Worked forking pork
Not po’kin and fo’kin cork
For k, (in Spanish, ‘por k’
Porque? no se!) Wor’ k! Cor! k!
That ork on my fork
Forked tongue ork twisted
Torked norking sork zork
Korky oorky gorky tork
Borkin’ mad that Ork
On my Fork
Here is part 2:
IFE & ORK
It was an iffy ork, not a whiffy orc.
Ife, not Mindy, is the wife of Mork the ork.
Together they reach for knife and fork,
to eat bifé and pork!
Surprised and knifed by Bjork, with a fork!
Uncorked, life taken in a jiffy…
Bjork could be an orc…if ‘e small one!
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