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It began...


One day in a far off land where roamed the fearsome Chanticleer.  
There lived a mighty military man of rank, if not of prowess. 
He sought to tame the wily beast to bend it to his purpose 
and dress its unsavory meat with secret herbs and spices.  
And so it goes, the word was passed to every town and village,
to every man of strength and worth, "Come join our quest...
and feed the hungry children."

From far away the call was heard and answered by a chevalier, 
who sought his fame and fortune.  
He joined the ranks of other men to best the bird in battle, 
and lead his hand to take a stand for all that's good and honored.
To journey long he caught a strong and fire breathing dragon,
shining bright its scales alight he flew for many hours.  
The light grew dim as the beast gave in and landed on its talons. 
Soft and round they touched the ground and squealed like pigs in fallow.

Alighting from the silvery beast and eager for the challenge,
he gathered with a band of knights at a local tavern
for a place to stay and to plan a way the beast to slay, 
when he saw the king's young daughter.
He stared agog like a love sick dog as he laid his eye upon her, 
exotic was she with her silken skin and gentle and elegant manner.  
She looked at him and he saw her grin which took his breath away.

The princess sighed and winked her eye, a different beast she hunted
Her hair aglow in soft warm tones her golden eyes aflutter.  
A spell she cast to lure her catch and imprison him in her dungeon.
The knight of old, his soul she stole, his quest was now forgotten.
And so it's told of a love so bold, a man's love for another, 
Her hero now with a different vow, a new quest did he follow.
He asked the king,"May I give a ring, to your lovely daughter?"
The king agreed, eager was he, to find this girl a husband.

They moved away to a magical place, a kingdom unlike others,
where kids can play and sing all day and irritate their mothers.
Through many days both bright and grey they strove to love each other
Though times were hard they made their way, their problems just a bother
She bore for him, as time ticked on, two gentle loving daughters,
and there he stayed until old age as husband and as father.

...and they lived happily ever after.



09/16/15
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