The Archer

A brave archer many say he was
At first alone in the woods
Man or myth is the question we ask
Then he stole priceless goods

His band of rogue thieves 
Also known as the Merry Men
Aiding him on his missions
No one really knows where or when

A friar and a fair lady
Are those he allegedly met
His adventures were so thrilling
His name we will not forget

Sir Robin of Loxley 
Was his formal name
But the title of Robin Hood
Is what earned him his fame
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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