SquarePie
Into god’s fire he was thrown
Humble squire scorned mighty hero reborn
Squarepie the name he was given
By questing nature he’s now driven
He’s left alone with no home
The unknown path he must roam
A highway before a tavern behind
Struggling his way often to find
Through battles fierce he fights on
Dead and revived it never ends
The paths seeks for weeks again
Nipper his pet truest of friends
Battles against foes known and unknown
He fights again, victories to win
Into the arena often he’s thrown
A golden brick reward he seeks
Often he’s punished for reasons unknown
Yet encouraged again he presses on
His god’s voice he often ignores
Yet InfiniteCircle’s palace he’s now completed
Along the way another quest complete
Gold coins taken and artifacts found
Another trader’s shop gold for beer
Items he’s sold armor he’s purchased
Tavern or bar never passed by
Beer he’ll drink by the barrel
Gold coins on a counter spilt
Beer his friend guild mate too
Into town again doctor he’ll see
He’ll waste time guild-mates he’ll seek
Barmaid he’ll kiss ejected he’ll be
Temple he’ll visit prayers he’ll pray
Into the dungeon again and again
Boss monster defeat treasures are found
Another log needed ark not completed
InfiniteCircle sends down the AFKs abound
Pantheons climbing higher achievements he seeks
For Nippers rezz he gladly pays
Until at last the medals won
Idea box fill though often rejected
InfiniteCircle ceaseless anger he must survive
Forced to duel become gladiator too
To master survival his lasting wish
Saving some more for future far
Forums he’s visited new friends made
Plays for puppets are often written
Game news daily puzzles to solve
ZPG game truly his favorite thing
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s off to quest I go…
A last laugh record playing in my head
A recipe for success in hand
A gold farmer’s almanac weather report referred
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
A resurrection scone in my pocket
An expired invincibility potion in my pack
Gravity got the drop and pulled me down
But with a sobering thought I arose
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
A vanishing pint to my lips
A loveless potion I gave to Nipper
A circular reference in my grasp
At the crossroads of art and philosophy
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
Walking in another man’s shoes
In a bucket of antimatter I stepped
Follow my dreams, a restraining order appears
A questionable content filter washed out
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
An apocalypse date generator
A borrowed time machine, a nonstopwatch
A date at the arena planned
A hurricane in a bottle the plans blown away
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
Hoping to hear you’re pleased with my deeds
Hoping all quests I’ll complete
Hoping the arena will not bring defeat
And just then a quantum wrench appears
Oh the shiny things I’ve found
Sipping here my beer
Here, with my beer I sit
Dreaming thoughts of golden temples
They appear as I sit sipping here my beer
What if luck has passed me by
What if monsters find me here
As I sit, sipping here my beer
What if my god has fled
What if my friends are my foes
As I sit, sipping here my beer
What if my hopes are dead
What if my pleasures fled
Have I not still my fill of beer?
Dreaming of rivers and seas of beer
A brick of gold found, an artifact lost
As I sit, sipping here my beer
A dungeon completed, an AFK toasted
A duel won a quest complete
As I sit, sipping here my beer
Leave me to my beer!
My brain it builds, my bones it heals
As I sit, sipping here my beer
A log was found and carried away
An ark today I walked past
Of these I think, sipping here my beer
I’d rather he didn’t toss me in but… Into the arena
Thrown into the arena again
Against another foe
They must love to watch me suffer
They must love to watch me bleed
The arena at full capacity
Cheering madly the ecstatic throng
Drowning out my master’s voice
They’re cheering for my opponent again
They say I like it, like it must be fun for me
To be beaten by four arms, my foe on a sugar rampage
They watch me as I suffer
Enjoying each and every blow
Lightning bolts surround me
In a fight I’m certain not to win
I want to run but there is no escape
So weak I can’t stand on my feet
Finally encouraged, I stand up to redeem honour
For my heart’s filled with passion and undying valour
To focus on the smell of beer and breathe knowing winning is to live
Mind set to war, to survive a duel to the death
The warrior’s way, no hesitation no holds barred
Must win for the victor takes it all
Surviving the lightning bolts, insures my victory
At the end, another kill to record on my tombstone
Oft beaten down and defeated: Lost
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
So many monsters filled with deadly intent,
to lose to their ambition is no disaster.
Lose at least one arena bout a day;
accept defeat and be its master.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I’ve lost an artifact or two.
it wasn’t really hard to do and
my pet really enjoys it too.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I’ve lost the path and lost a pet.
I’ve lost when I’ve dug and in a dungeon.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I’ve lost some health and some wealth,
I’ve lost a skill and equipment too,
I’ve even lost my pantheon position.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I’ve lost in love and lost a quest,
I’ve even lost my very life.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I’ve lost my guild (a quivering voice, a gesture)
I shouldn’t have lied. It’s evident,
the art of losing isn’t hard to master
even though it may look like a disaster.
It seems to be a rare occurrence: Winning
Into the fray,
some may call a ZPG.
Quest after quest,
the game never ends.
Tossed into the arena,
to defeat another foe.
Monsters surround me,
and strike from below.
Nimble, sweeping, scurrying,
never a worry.
Hulking, deafening, enlightened,
not very frightening.
Defeat the boss, never a loss.
gold and artifacts galore.
My pet beside me,
the path before us,
a quest we’re sure to find.
Artifacts for gold then beer,
bricks for a golden temple and
logs for the ark.
What’s next Lord and Master?
Encourage or punish me,
do you really think I care.
To be a hero is all I ask.
Ever onward and upward,
through pantheons ever higher.
With guild mates to support me,
the townspeople we’ll amaze.
Beer after beer,
in every tavern and bar.
All the towns we’ll visit,
on all the counters we’ll gaze.
Milepost after milepost,
we’ll travel far.
To be the best is what I seek,
leaving behind that nagging voice in my head,
finally alone to be victorious.
For my pet Nipper, A rocky racoon.
From the black hills he’d come,
his wife Lil he did seek.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
A hero he’d seen and tried to deceive.
However, it’s too late for the hero did see,
a rocky raccoon with its mask on.
A battle ensued fierce and wild
until poor Nipper at last gave in.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
At bit mischievous, an artifact his favorite treat,
but all’s forgiven for Nippers the hero’s best friend.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
His master serves a cruel god
but to Nipper the hero’s ever true.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
In town and dungeons locked out,
in battle a brave companion, strong and fierce.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
Sensing his masters’ last breath, into the fray he did leap.
Slashing and biting at its throat until the monster did fall.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
On Nipper it fell, almost a ton, his bones it broke and his ribs it crushed.
The hero rushed to his side and for the first time cried for
a rocky raccoon with its mask on.
The hero dug, quested and deep into dungeons did delve,
in his quest to find what it’d take, for Nipper to revive.
A rocky raccoon with its mask on.
At last a healer he did find, who took his gold then told him true
the secret to reviving Nipper, his best friend, his pet
a rocky raccoon with its mask on.
The secret revealed, it’s love that truly revived
a rocky raccoon with its mask on.
Plays I’ve written for the “sowing Sun”, Sock Puppet Theater.
bq.“sowing Sun” plays
Life Before Godville
0s Return
The Heart
The Rescue A prequel
The Arena
The Quiet Q
Q’s First Date
Q and U – The Surprise
Q and U – Saturday morning
Q and U – The Wind
It begins again
The Golden Acorn Act 1
The Golden Acorn Act 2
The Golden Acorn Act 3
The Golden Acorn Act 4
The Clippers of Ignorance
The University – Part 1
The University – Part 2
The University – Part 3
The University – Part 4
The University – Part 5
The University – Part 6
The University – Part 7
The University – Part 8
The University – Part 9
The University – Part 10
The University – Part 11
The University – Part 12
The University – Part 13
The University – Part 14
The University – Part 15
The interface is down again
The University – Part 16
The University – Part 17
The University – Part 18
The University – Part 19
The University – Part 20
The University – Part 21
The University – Part 22
The University – Part 23
The University – Part 24