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Medieval Muses
The cold and drafty dark castle nights, eating boars head like its going out of style, having new battles every other week, God forbid if you had a yellow streak, Women wearing long gowns which were warm, except for their exposed cleavage and throats, it's no wonder they all didn't catch pneumonia, while working their spinning wheels from their sofas, And better not fall into their shark filled moat, the chances of living being very remote, and if by chance you missed the drawbridge going up, if your a midget, don't try to jump for it, Better you not disagree with the king, or he'd tie you down to the pendulum swing, or worse yet if you were on his enemy list, he'd do a lot more than just have a hissy fit, But for fun they'd all watch the jousting match, seeing who would get spear tipped by the lance, every weekend they'd lose yet another injured man, the men only competing because they'd get a free ham, Every once in a while the troubadour would come round, trying to cheer them up by acting like a minstrel clown, just barely making it there by the skin of his teeth, pulling all the arrows out of his seat, As for animal entertainment a man would have to be desperate, thinking a ordinary bear would always just relent, having the bear stand up and dance around to the din, the bear obviously hungry devouring the mans limb, Whereupon the plague arrived right out of the blue, as if the medieval people didn't have enough worrying to do, suspiciously thinking it arrived because of out of habit, "a pox upon you!" was said for harassment. 11-12-16
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