Nobility
Nobility
There you were standing ‘cross the room, when mine eyes caught sight of you.
A symbol of strength and nobility standing tall in robes
of purple and blue.
I knew you and I were meant to be
So I made my self-known a lowly wine slave
Made my way ‘cross the room to you
So tall and handsome
A lord, a baron a tyrant to others but to me and someone I viewed as an equal
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