Dr. Zeus

Alpha

One fine summer day somewhere south of Thess'ly,
A city was founded by the Aegean Sea.
The city would become a capital of Greece.
A nation that would not always keep peace.
The Phalanxes marched with their great shiny spears.
They wished for war after all these dull years.



"We're not the largest," said the dramatist Menander.
"Oh we will change that," said his friend Lysander.



Greek land was claimed near Cyrene.
"The world," said Lysander, "will not be serene."



Greek soldiers turned to the precious River Nile.
The river was in the wrong hands for quite awhile.
She had to be restored to the proper true owner.
"This will be an Odyssey," said the grand author Homer.



The Greeks attacked the Egyptian Empire.
They soon destroyed the capital in a blazing fire.



The city was kept to be under Greek rule.
But under Greek culture, Greek art, and Greek school.
All promises of liberty and equality were fake.
Every last heretic was burned at the stake.
Greek opinions toward Egypt were quite apathetic.
"Screw them!" said Zeuxis, "We only need aesthetics."



Athens continued to make beautiful art.
A military was built by our friends in Spart'.
And Egypt developed a culture of its own.
Isolated on the Nile, it was forever alone.



An oracle was made famous in the city of Delphi.
Whose forecasts were wrong, but just give her a try.



A wonderful building was made with a cap of gold.
That lived on forever, though slowly getting old.
Wonderful structures, with a boastful triangle.
In honor of the Greeks, who saw a great mangle.



The Olympics were held on the island of Crete.
Everyone came: warrior or athlete.
To compete in tournaments which gained great fame.
This was none other than the first Olympic Game.
"These games are magnificent!" said Pericles.
"But they should only be open to Greece."



Soon a prophet in Egypt was born.
Who helped increase wealth, and of the future warned.
"Dark times are coming," said the auspicious man.
"For Persia and Rome and even Iran.
Beware of the treacherous barbarian brutes.
They will stomp on our lives with their animal-skin boots."



But the Greeks and military was a quite a fatigue.
Seventh place militarily was the ill Greek League.
"We need to conquer, we are an expander."
Said the one, the only, the great Alexander.



The Greeks ignored him, as art was so bliss.
For the gods they constructed the Temple of Artemis.



But a threat was arising to settle the score.
With a powerful neighbor, would come a great war.
Against a nation of gold and iron and chrome.
None other than the savage, conquering Rome...

wiki wiki word!

er... i mean

from the depths of tartarus
in the land of the rhinoceros
comes a smiling pegasus
that likes to eat at subway?

That's pretty neat! I was actually planning in doing a Greece story in epic poem style after I finish Babylon.

So Const.'s story,
written of Greece.
In all its glory,
may this war cease.

How 'bout dat rhyme?

EDIT: I Hate Capital Letter formatting!

Well, well it seems that
Old Constantinople has arrived at
A new story, filled with adventure
That made all the old folks lose their dentures!

Not bad.

These rhymes are all terrible,
They make no sense,
I suck at rhyming,
So that's why this doesn't rhyme.

Also,

Roses are red,
My name is Dave.
This poem makes no sense,
Microwave.

(Disclaimer: my name is not Dave.)

One last thing, to sate my inner Magic the Gathering player who likes to play cheap blue infinite combos:

Mountains tap for red,
Islands tap for blue.
I tap and untap
And out-combo you.

Subbed!
Flubbed!
Wubbed!
Zumba!

Roses are red,
Violets are blue
I have alzheimer's
Cheese on Toast.
(Note: I do not have Alzheimer's)

Roses are Red,
Violets are blue,
Wait, no they aren't, they're EFFing purple! Who wrote this poem!?

(scribed)

Beta

"Now, people of Egypt, Greek laws you must abide,"
"And if not," said the king, "Face mass genocide."
"Like the loss of Pharaoh, a man who reignéd well"
"Revolt and you'll join him, in the bowels of hell."



The galley was greeted in great celebration
In honor of Egypt's huge annihilation.



A prophet born in Athens, yes, of course he is old.
But what prophets do best is plunder people's gold.
He acquired millions, money sack after sack
So the gov't intervened and they killed that old quack.
The gov't got a surplus so the thief's treasure's gone.
What was the villain's name? None other than St. John.



Greece won at ev'rything, everyone was in awe.
Except diplomacy and those damned faux pas!



The Parthy was complete and its marble pillars
Were great hiding places for serial killers.



To the north were sav'ges from Imperial Rome.
Imagining burning Greek people and their homes.



So the Greeks constructed the marv'lous Colossus.
Her malev'lent light shined to Delphi and Knossos.
The Greeks cheered and partied. They would jump up dance.
Whenever they saw the scared Romans pee their pants.



The Greeks now took actions and they sailed near Cyrene.
For the epic battle of galley v. trireme.



"This war," said Nicator, "And its combat must cease."
"Caesar, call off your Praetor'ins, let there be peace."



The war ended, soldiers were buried with roses.
The seas were again calm as said by Prophet Moses.



But not for much longer as armies left Egypt.
Next target: the Levant. But, shh! It's a secret!



They went to Jeru'slem, guarded by Solomon.
But the real problem was the archer garrison.
And after the smoke cleared, the Greeks showed no pity
Toward any survivors, they had captured the city!



*Insert racist joke here about the Jews' money*
*So we stole a merchant, those jokes are not funny!*



Byzantion was made on the Bosphorus strait.
In between East and West, the city was a gate.



And in the not far East, the campaigns were not done.
The Greeks would never rest 'til the raze of Bab'lon.



Next fell Phoenicia and the city of Sur.
Which was looted of its gold, gems, diamonds and myrrh.



The Greeks now approachéd the Mesopotamy.
To commit great slaughters, opium of infamy.



They loved their pillaging and refused a fair truce.
With all their loot they built a shrine to Doctor Zeus.

Those rhymes are worse than my puns...

mrrandomplayer said:

Those rhymes are worse than my puns...

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Come on, nothing is as bad as your puns.

Everybody knows St. John was a villain

GreekAnalyzer said:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue
I have alzheimer's
Cheese on Toast.
(Note: I do not have Alzheimer's)

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't have schizophrenia
And neither do I
(I don't have schizophrenia)

A realization never occurred to me at all
This story isn't in DoC, just Rhye's and Fall!

But seriously, y u no DoC?
Are you too scared of those Roman conquerors' debris?

I'm going to be doing three DoC stories, eventually.
Spoiler for them: