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The Flight of Sir Reginald Fleeceworthy

Sir Reginald's armour, a'gleam in the sun, on the field of battle, he was outshone by none his sword sharper than most but once his enemies came over the hill, he fled like an unworthy host now Sir Reginald, it seems, feared not a sword that gleams, nor axe, mace, lance, nor spear- but Sir Reginald would admit one thing that gave him terrible fear, and this was the sight he saw- which placed him in fear and terrible awe not axe, not mace, not lance, nor spear.... but it was the terrible vision in his sight which gave him such horrific fright... that was his ex-wife's rotund old rear!!! so Sir Reginald took flight, racing off into the night with that terrible sight in his mind though you know he feared not the lance and if you could catch up to him, and were to ask him by chance what could make fear so bind he'd tell you, quite true coming right out of the blue, it was the sight of his ex-wife's behind!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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