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Dirge for Mil XXIV
Hark, now! List to yon toll of that iron bell?
Doesth thou know what it be saying?
Its iron throat gives voice that Goodman Mil
Is past the point of human hand saving!
Alas, alas. I knew Mil quite well, my friend,
And his kith and kin afore him!
T'will be marker number twenty-four I ween,
And pray God there be nay more of them!
From Mil the first to Mil the twenty-third—
They lie there, all in a row.
My father's father's father's great-grandfather buried the first,
I must consign this last one to Mother Earth.
Ah, poor lad—he never married:
So there'll be no Mil twenty-five to carry!
Pendragon
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Pendragon and Kathy drove down the road
They heard a strange noise, it sounded like "spleeph"
They had squashed a toad
Pendragon collapsed, prostrate with grief...
Kathy drove off, Pendragon-lessly
:) :)
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The day dream cleared, but not that feared
about that mortal Kathy whose time had appeared:
in casket waiting, from basket saying,
"I held on until you got here to fulfill your Eulogy".
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There were twenty-four Mililalils
All standing in a line:
But all of have kicked the bucket,
So forget number twenty-five!
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Pen Dragon the Other,
Enfolded and enfolds,
Nether neither with rider,
Dragon pen, or swords.
Ribbons filled with foldings,
Against the tropyh stars,
Gathering a holding
Only carried in the cars
Not like the hearse that sped ahead.
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Our own dear friend Mililalil XXIV went to that big Lit Net forum in the sky. He was overcome by a rare and exotic disease known as:
Kathleen's Glurgy Syndrome
Cause: thinking too hard
Symptoms: red eye, sarcasm, insatiable chocolate cravings and hair tangling.
Sadly this illness could have been cured but for a complication arising from the super abundance of the letter "L" in the dearly departed's name.
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Kathy,
dearest Kathy!
Let me remind you of the way you slipped out of life's trying party on earth:
you were invited to the king's palace.
When you arrived and stood before the great door of saffire enameled cherry wood and watching lilly gems,
you were nervous - so very nervous.
Finally you knocked and were let in.
The king showed you around the castle - up the stairs you both went:
higher and higher, until you cornered a shooting star flanked with an aurora, which at some point the ever-circling wall of the winding staircase had blended into. You took one step into heaven, and fell not - nor returned to the company of mortals.
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mil,
your nth death.
this time you died because of dying. there is a new disease. a person can only die a limited number of times, but this limit varies from person to person and from 'post-living citizen' to 'post-living citizen'. you are nearing the limit and because of this your deaths are becoming more frequent.
(do i make any sense??)
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Amanda knew her first death wouldn't be her last, based on my death-defying life. This observation didn't alone suffice to prepare her for dying, but she trusted that I know how it's done, and how to create need for future trials with this sort of thing. When I was just about to die, she ran up and grabbed my wrist, and said, "Hold it! Might I come with you just this once? You know your way back from death pretty well, so I think it would be educational just to come along with you in one of the remaining appointments with death. That way I'll know how it's done, and I will no longer fear the deaths."
I knodded, and showed her all the mechanisms behind the scenes of death. She was amazed how quickly the toure flowed, and said, "Woah! This must be the part you love best!" I replied, "Yes, I never stay dead! But oh how you're grip has increased around my wrist! You no longer suffer rigor mortis - but, if you'll loosen your death hold on me, I'll give you this here cane to lean on. You must be shaken up after having died and all."
She didn't need the cane, but was hungry. We both expressed the same thought at the same instant:
"No burgers for me! What if the cow comes back to life in my digestive system?"
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Mililalil tottered out of his coffin and grinned fiercely at Dr. Van Helsing. "You can never kill me! I am immortal and I will suck the ...agggggggggh"
Van Helsing smiled down at the dusty remains and said "I am so glad I thought of the holy water balloons".
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Kathy was driving along in her car without Pendragon, whom she had allowed to bounce out to his assumed doom. Now as the last remains of her ashes float into the evening breeze, her last words echo: "I forgot that Dragons could fly!" Tsk.
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You know, I like this game. It makes you think a little...
Does anyone remember the Beverly Hillbillies TV program? And the theme song? Sing this song with me, ok?
Come and listen to a story about a man named Pen-Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed
Then one day he was shootin at some food
And up through the ground came a bubblin' crude
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea
Sadly to say the story ends here
Ol' Pen-Jed got oil in his ear
He ran off to tell his best friend Dave
Next thing you know, poor Pen is in his grave!
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Young Kathy-May, hearing of her uncle's demise - for she had no oil in her ears! - couldn't bear the bad tiding. She knelt down and offered up the ghost in lamenting her Pen-pal. Just as she was giving up the ghost, Romeo stumbled upon her and was held up long enough in trying to resucitate her that Juliette awoke, laid around until she got a neck ache, became bored, and went shopping. Then she came and found her true love still alive and trying to revive Kathy. She didn't know whether to ask him what he was doing or how he liked her red shoe best. The end!
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The Haunting of Mil
Mil twenty-four turned around to see just why
The chamber grew so chilly just behind him.
And what should meet his jaundiced eye—
But twenty-three more Mils come to find him!
"Dash rot it all!" The First one moaned
Why must you be such a bleeding bother?”
"Quite right!" "Indeed, indeed." the others all groaned,
"Ye have no right to disturb our rest and slumber!"
"But what have I done to harm you all?" Cried poor Mil,
"I never have yet disquieted your sleep in your earthen beds!"
"You're a troublemaker, me lad, and here's the truth for real:
The bloody problem is, lad, you won't stay dead!
And we won't stand for such highfaluting nonsensical ways:
Grab him boys! This time we'll make blame sure he stays in his grave!"
http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/870.gif
Pendragon
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I, Mililalil the everliving 24th, put PenDragon under the covers of my bed as a decoy, and made haste to the gate where Kathy was on cue, as my getaway girl. She dropped me off at the base of my hill, and, still retaining a little ghostliness, until noon, I scared the steward of the hill off.
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