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[tahujdt]

There was an old dorf named Urist                                     Who loved alcohol in the purest                                           But when he tried to go sober                                              He tipped  a shop over                                                           Said the Hammer, "3 hammer strikes, Urist!"

[Nyxalinth]

Cavern deep and vast
Too soon a forgotten beast
Start another fort

[Angel Of Death]

Oh god, my liver
Urist has suffocated
Deadly blood; Not good.

[doublestrafe]

Dwarven poetry--this cannot be left to die. Here's another one.

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Voices howl below
Rotting earthen cavity
Raw adamantine

Oh, and this seems appropriate:

Brilliant sunbeams blaze
Scintillate on summer grass
I'm gonna blow chunks.

[Tripsky]

i agree with doublestrafe! long live the dwarven haiku! in lieu of that, here's a limerick

there once was a dwarf from the mountainhome
who embarked in an evil biome
his skin did harden,
so he was placed in the garden,
now all refer to him as 'gnome'

[Owly]

There once was a party of seven
Who had thought their embark was like heaven
But their iron and flux
Couldn't stop Zombie Ducks
And soon all the dwarves were undeadened.

EDIT:

Waning gibbous moon;
The once-dwarf stalks the fort
An age is over.

[TurkeyXIII]

A dwarf named Urist McFickle
Wants ice to put in his tipple
The ice wall he'd dig
Aquifer it hid
Now Urist becomes a popsicle.