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Runolfio Peeper's award-winning "70 More Blaseball Sonnets" contained the following about Duende: | Runolfio Peeper's award-winning "70 More Blaseball Sonnets" contained the following about Duende: | ||
| − | <blockquote> | + | <blockquote><poem> |
| − | Our Combs Duende swings a mighty hair | + | Our Combs Duende swings a mighty hair |
| − | It’s earned them o’er three hundred confirmed hits | + | It’s earned them o’er three hundred confirmed hits |
| − | So much, they’ll many times be heard to swear | + | So much, they’ll many times be heard to swear |
| − | “I’m trained in unarmed combat, little shits!” | + | “I’m trained in unarmed combat, little shits!” |
| − | They’ve killed the ball in seven hundred ways | + | They’ve killed the ball in seven hundred ways |
| − | Precision never seen before on Earth | + | Precision never seen before on Earth |
| − | And all who’ve battled Combs admit it pays | + | And all who’ve battled Combs admit it pays |
| − | To really know a clever comment’s worth. | + | To really know a clever comment’s worth. |
| − | For Combs is merely average most the time | + | For Combs is merely average most the time |
| − | They hear an insult, then their words you’ll mark | + | They hear an insult, then their words you’ll mark |
| − | A storm will meet the maggot’s verbal crime | + | A storm will meet the maggot’s verbal crime |
| − | Bare hands will hit the ball out of the park. | + | Bare hands will hit the ball out of the park. |
| − | Be careful ‘ere you give Combs any sass | + | Be careful ‘ere you give Combs any sass |
| − | They graduated tops in blaseball class.< | + | They graduated tops in blaseball class. |
| − | </blockquote> | + | </poem></blockquote> |
<noinclude>[[Category:Rumors]]</noinclude> | <noinclude>[[Category:Rumors]]</noinclude> | ||
Revision as of 21:01, 7 September 2020
In Literature
Runolfio Peeper's award-winning "70 More Blaseball Sonnets" contained the following about Duende:
Our Combs Duende swings a mighty hair
It’s earned them o’er three hundred confirmed hits
So much, they’ll many times be heard to swear
“I’m trained in unarmed combat, little shits!”
They’ve killed the ball in seven hundred ways
Precision never seen before on Earth
And all who’ve battled Combs admit it pays
To really know a clever comment’s worth.
For Combs is merely average most the time
They hear an insult, then their words you’ll mark
A storm will meet the maggot’s verbal crime
Bare hands will hit the ball out of the park.
Be careful ‘ere you give Combs any sass
They graduated tops in blaseball class.
