tough'd up wench
.
mine dukes bare the
scar and callous
yet her frame
complains
not
mine clumsy oak
disturbs her
not
her slumber 'pon
mine
I feel hern
not
*Maryland’s annual renaissance fair is nine weekends
of medieval celebrations, welcoming rogues, monks,
maidens and *wenches ,) to step back to a time when
owning a sword was cool.
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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