Gavin's poems and epigrams

[knife]

Yellow parchments are covered with equal, copperplate words. Gavin wrote this quick epigram after strange acciden near to cliffs, when he walked to Friendly Arm Inn.

As everybody clears the scene,
He lights the coals with gasoline.
Ever since he scorched his hair,
He has steel underwear.

The gnome ribs sizzle, then they flare.
As wild orc calls out, "Who wants 'em rare?"
We all shudder when we see.
His dangerous rotisserie.