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- Spring, 11, Finished| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Five powers will soon intersperse With press exclusively in verse To my fellow states I wish you good fate And to my betrayers a curse. |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: cheers plato, I hope our relationship will be platonic |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Hey Persia, you know it's a crime To publish press without rhyme (Or at least that's my comprehension). I too want a border sans tension. |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Let's try to agree on a DMZ I think ours should be in Turkey. I propose a ban on the center-lands The rest of the plan's a bit murky. |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Roses are red, Violets are blue. I'll worry you least, from the distant east, |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: R.e. Stern is totally right, Lousy player, yet fast and bright Think and take your time But write your press in rhyme No exceptions No deviations No fake anomalies Or we'll risk tensions. |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: The following nations should be demarcations where neither shall move to maintain good relations: All Bythnia, Galatia, and Isauria shall be As empty as the waters of the peaceful Black Sea. Do you agree? |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: I've got Rome, Worse than a broken gnome Always fighting Carthage Usually ends in carnage Is there another way Another mode to play A road to East, let's find I keep an open mind |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Rome, talking of moving East? That sounds like a threat You should cool your jets And perhaps this can end in peace. |
| 31 Mar 17 UTC | Spring, 1: I am fed up with punic It's like spitting pubic I take sicilia And beautiful marsilia Carthage takes the rest No need to pass a test The meat is in the East Let's go have a feast. |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: I hope that the "meat" you so treasure Will come from a certain hot desert. Because, Rome, you ought to see It would be great hypocrisy To attack the very people Who taught you democracy. If we play our cards right, We can win this great fight, But if we don't stick together We'll both be out like a light. |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: My oh my, Rome's moving East? It's really not looking good for me. I hope Carthage will still leave me alone And if so Here's a little plan of my own. I'll take Cyrene, then retreat We'll have a DMZ at these very seas The gulf of Cyrtis and the gulf of tacape To obey these terms will hold us like tape. I hope you join Greece in his move to the west Obey my terms, and I won't invade your nest But if I see you seize the seas I'll be sure to DMZ in the east I trust you agree with me and my plan for peace at least |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: If Hannibal and Scipio are on the same squadron Things start looking bad for the civilized quadrant. I urge all the Africans, both beige and cobalt To choose peace over a large Roman assault. |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Oh dear Greece, if you don't mind me saying. To choose peace in the North would be insane. If Carthage doesn't move north then he'll just move east. And that doesn't sound that good for me |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: fair is fair and so be me you take cherosomnesus and I take sinopee |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: All these countries are quite versed, I hope they don't realize I can't rhyme, They'll come for my lands or maybe worse, I guess I'll pray that everything will be fine. |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: All these countries are quite versed, I hope they don't realize I can't rhyme, They'll come for my lands or maybe worse, I guess I'll pray that everything will be fine. |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Hey there Greece here's the deal I'd like to make a plan that appeals I'll take Crete and support move you in Any future conquests you might begin |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Attention all nations, this is a Spartan newsreel, Covering the topics that broke during my meal. Egypt, you first, and I don’t mean you ill, My plea for peace was straight to the Capitoline Hill (That’s in Rome for those who don’t recall, only one of seven on which they built their capital). And listen, Latins, while your tensions increase Please remember that ‘Greece’ rhymes with ‘peace’. Isn’t that the point of our lyrical experiment-- Introducing verse, not decreasing our merriment? To the folks in Damascus who asked for my consent, I agree to your proposal one hundred percent. Back to Egypt, I don’t intend malediction, But Crete will prosper more under Greek jurisdiction. Finally, Queen Dido, don’t tear yourself apart, Persia didn’t even speak in verse at the start. Nevertheless, I still intend to build rapport, And peace, the message of Greece, I implore. To all I come in peace and to all, godspeed But know that over here, traitors are left to bleed. |
| 01 Apr 17 UTC | Spring, 1: Indeed, indeed, indeed Traitors are left to bleed I will not start trouble I'll play as if we are playing scrabble |