Limericks Event: Be the Best Bard!

[BB_Azariel]

Young settler fights ‘gainst mighty Chuck
But I’m afraid he’s out of luck
He pierced and stabbed,
And then cut and jabbed.
And in despair he cries “Oh fff….!!!”

If you also think you're a great bard and want a chance at winning the 2 000 Gold Coins prize, make sure you submit your best limerick before next Monday (30th of April).
The only rule is that it must respect the Settlers theme
Only the first entry per player will be taken into account (you can edit your posts until the event deadline).

For more information about limericks click here.

Good luck!
BB_Azariel

[Knick]

There was a young Settler named Stu,
His bread was the best, this is true.
He baked up a stack,
Did a trade with young Jack,
And wound up with 4 hundred Brew!!

[Mossopinc]

There once was a old man named Chuck
Who dreamed of shooting a buck
While aiming his gun
The glare of the sun
Ensured Chuck had no luck.

[Boromir2012]

In The Settlers we trade
10 gold coins an Egg
In The Settlers we fight
Till all our troops are dead
Oh chuck and Wild Mary
Trot on and call in the Cavalry

[Kiltax]

A settler rollin' down the way from the guild
Moaning cause got an order to build
Walking to Mayors house to get marbles and hardwood
He's making the well flood
At the wheatfields he went wild!

[OreganLeFay]

There once was a Bandit named Mary,
Of whom many Settlers were wary,
But take out her Dogs,
She'll soon pop her clogs,
And somehow she isn't so scary!!

[Boromir2012]

There once was a Bandit named Mary,
Of whom many Settlers were wary,
But take out her Dogs,
She'll soon pop her clogs,
And somehow she isn't so scary!!

you just put mine to shame, thanks lol

[Aerys_TarGaryen]

There once was a man from Northisle
Who's sword was all shiny and tensile
On adventures he went
On Robin hell-bent,
To be honest I think he's senile.

[Bagiz]

You've been playing The Settlers all day,
And your explorer just can't find the way,
Your Marbles are gone,
Gold Coins are at 1,
But at least they work for no Pay.

[Xandathrii]

The Veteran....

With his men all on horseback,
He ordered his vicious attack,
Bleeding over the witches mashes,
The old general gave his men their lashes,
Veni Vedi Certum, To the last recruit,
With Motherly love he`ll earn the golden fruit!