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Poem - The Tale of Kupuri Kap


Ciel

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OOC Notes: Originally written as part of a Regalius RP thread on another site, saving it here for posterity since they have since disbanded.

 

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There once was a Moogle named Kupuri Kap

An unfortunate fellow who caused a mishap

And in his adventures, he drank and he stole

And would set upon merchants large rocks on a roll.

 

Such happened one day, not too long before dark

When a Lalafell fellow rode through with his cart,

And Kupuri Kap caused a ruckus for certain

When he flew upside down into the cart's shading curtain.

 

The Lalafell merchant, a rotund little man

Dropped onto the path on his round little can,

And looked up to see a Moogle now seated

Where once his own small backside had heated.

 

Kupuri Kap gave the bird's reins a snap,

And off it went with a fluttering flap.

Gone was the cart full of naught but sheep's butter,

And the merchant looked on with a humph and a mutter.

 

Two nights and a day passed without any word

Of just what became of the cart and its bird,

But then it was found with its wares quite intact

And a hung over Moogle sound asleep on his back.

 

The merchant awoke him with a squeeze and a poke,

And Kupuri Kap sprung awake with a choke.

"You stole only butter, now spoiled," the man groused,

"Are you proud of your misdeed? Good gods, you smell soused..."

 

"Not at all, kupo," the Moogle conceded,

Giving assurance that he'd been defeated.

"As for your butter, I've nothing to boast.

I meant to eat all of it... but I ran out of toast."

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