Spoiler: Scales Upon Scales Upon Scales" "Scales Upon Scales Upon Scales" Sharp to the touch, blue washed with grey jagged and rough, scales upon scales Pierced by metals, jewels and gold scales upon scales, centuries old Bled by spears and cut by blades, Unknowing of fear, scales upon scales A soldier, commander, a brother and son scales upon scales, victory hard won Scales upon scales, holding back chaos' flood No tears are shed for the fallen, just blood Spoiler: "In the Mind of a Kroxigor" "In the Mind of a Kroxigor" Pretty little skinkies, running all around, Pretty little skinkies making lots of sounds, What's that little skinky? Fighting does abound? Dwarves go squish, Elves go snap, Humans splat, Just like that Someone touch a skinkie, will get ripped apart, Rip off their heads and die, wasn't very smart, What's that little skinkie? Fight another part? Rats go squeak, Chaos go crack, Beastmen whine, Break their backs, YOU HURT PRETTY SKINKIE?!?!? RIP, TEAR, POUND, BITE, STOMP YOU HURT PRETTY SKINKIE?!?!? DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, CHOMP Pretty little skinkie, turns out he's okay, Pretty little skinkie, let's go back and play. In our recent poetry contest, these two poems are tied for first place and are well ahead of the pack. So we are going to have a runoff election running for ten days.