User made Nursery Rhymes.

[Michikyou]

You know, i was playing the game as a younger character, testing the ropes and it struck me - the game doesn't have much in the way of nursery rhymes or limericks. 

 

So I wrote one about the fall of Dalamud. Forgive my terrible rhyming, I am unsure how many gods are pronounced.

 

 

[align=center]♪Dalamud, Dalamud. Red in the day. Stealing Azeyma's light away [/align]

[align=center]Dalamud Dalamud, Stop once and for all - Halones grace will slow your fall.

 

"Dalamud Dalamud, getting so close. Oschon has become a ghost. [/align]

[align=center]Dalamud Dalamud a warning be, Taking Nophica away from me"

 

"Dalamud Dalamud, the weather has gone. Bryegot cannot repair this wrong.

Dalamud Dalamud The snows will fall, Nymias fates are once for-all.

 

 Dalamud Dalamud, Has taken three - separating Menphina's family.

Dalamud Dalamud. is moving quick. Even unknown to Thaliak.

 

Dalamud Dalamud, Red in the night. Please don't crash and wake me tonight..

Dalamud Dalamud glowing so red. Rhalgr will surely smite us dead.

 

Dalamud Dalamud, hear us call. Llymlaen will save us all.[/align]

[align=center]Dalamud Dalamud, our calls are faint. Only Nald'thals gates await.♪[/align]

 

[align=center]Dalamud Dalamud, The fates have turned. Althyk saved us.[/align]

[align=center]Garlemald should of learned."[/align]

 

 

I wrote this thinking about the circumstances leading up to 2.0. The fear people must of thought.

[Dogberry]

I like that a lot! The best nursery rhymes are based on tragedy!

 

There once was a man from Gridani-er

All dressed head to toe in Vany-er

And for just one small spell,

The Elements gave him hell,

Now his hide, it resides at the tanner.

[Michikyou]

[align=center]Cry a song of ten Gil, a basket full of lies.

Eight and thirty small ones, baked in a pie.

When the omens are calling, the voidsent start to sing.

"isn't this a lovely dish, that we are feasting?"

 

The scholar in his office, counting out his notes.

The Dragoon was stuck in ishguard, slaying fearsome foes.

Then there was the poor white mage - A padjal through and through.

None of them could save them.

The thirty seven and you.[/align]