And Then There Were None
Oct 8, 2012 22:48:55 GMT -5
Post by Wonder on Oct 8, 2012 22:48:55 GMT -5
So I'm a loser and have a lot of time on my hands, and love the And Then There Were None poems. And I know Lulaya, one of them, made one of these for the 54th games, so I've been making this as it goes along and I figure I'll update with each kill.
And Then There Were None - 62nd Games
Twenty-four little tributes wanted to run free,
One ran too fast and lost his head, and then there were twenty-three.
Twenty-three little tributes didn’t know what to do,
An eye for an eye, more allies dead, and then there were twenty-two.
Twenty-two little tributes looking for some fun,
The singing boy lost his throat, and then there were twenty-one.
Twenty-one little tributes wanted the whole bounty,
Gemstones crushed the oceans skull, and then there were twenty.
Twenty little tributes, an alliance got too keen,
Another fell to a mother’s hands, and then there were nineteen.
Nineteen little tributes caused a little scene,
Hunting turned on her, and then there were eighteen.
Eighteen little tributes, in came a well-oiled machine
The girl from nine had done her time, and then there were seventeen.
Seventeen little tributes, you don’t mess with the queen,
The boy from twelve ran and fell, and then there were sixteen.
Sixteen little tributes, her running was foreseen.
The harpies barely made a scratch, and then there were fifteen.
Fifteen little tributes, their betrayal was unseen.
Her eyes were fine, but still she died, and then there were fourteen.
Fourteen little tributes, her hands were far too clean,
the girl who flew finally came through, and then there were thirteen.
Thirteen little tributes, to the land of dreams they delved,
They wouldn't snap from their trance, and then there were twelve.
Twelve little tributes, they all went up to heaven,
But she would rather dine in hell, and then there were eleven.
Eleven little tributes, his leg got sliced off and then,
He fell down and broke his crown, and then there were ten.
Ten little tributes, he looked up for a sign,
His friends had called for him to go, and then there were nine.
Nine little tributes, "bitch" had sealed her fate,
Swept away, and then she paid, and then there were eight.
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