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The Bard
He came upon the midnight gloom, Through woods where mighty redwoods loom. A bard with lyre upon his back, And want of coin within his sack. There in the streets all gathered ‘round, To hear him play his haunting sound. He sang of love and tragic things. He sang of knights and mighty kings. He told his tale in rhyming verse, As all who gathered were immersed. Once he had been a valiant knight, Clad in armor that shone so bright. He served a king both fair and just, He earned his favor and his trust. Then came the day love pierced his heart, And all he’d known was torn apart. For she belonged to another, A man he loved like a brother. But she returned his lustful gaze, Her passion set his heart ablaze. And when the king came on the scene, He found his first knight with his queen. Soon everything came crashing down. A kingdom crumbled to the ground. Now what had been has passed away, Save the memory of that day. It’s kept alive in song and verse, And serves to fill his empty purse. A tale of woe, forgotten not, Of Guinevere and Lancelot.
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