Finnius Posted July 12, 2004 Report Posted July 12, 2004 Temporally displaced, And ever in transit, More than just spaced, He's perfectly candid. Hater of celery, Smither of words, God of celerity, And breaker of herds. ----------- Soft and supple, feline form, In the sun, Asleep and warm. I stole those lines, From Watterson, But credit due, And credit done. The answer to this riddle lies, Within the sounds, Within the rhymes. And also in the first four lines.
Xaious, Master of Time Posted July 12, 2004 Report Posted July 12, 2004 Xaious looks around, wondering how long it would take anyone to figure this one out, having himself figured it before finishing the first word. Xaious whispers in Finnius's ear. I know who I am........ Hm..Whoever could it be...
Katzaniel Posted July 13, 2004 Report Posted July 13, 2004 Well, I figured yours out. But I was embarassed to say this: * Whispers just like Xaious did, I'm not sure, but I think I know who I am too!
Finnius Posted July 13, 2004 Author Report Posted July 13, 2004 Sorry Katz, but you're not it. Have a flower anyway!
Salinye Posted July 13, 2004 Report Posted July 13, 2004 I know! I know! But I'm not telling! ~Salinye
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