Winner Takes the Bride
the event occurs at the call of nightfall
like the Pied piper it attracts gallant souls
drum beats,hooting,shouting,pep talks
all the fancy one would meet in a circus
all paths trail to the house on the hill
contestants converge at his Majesty's abode
the trophy is displayed to the beholding eyes
an art of beauty and elegance like the Mona Lisa
the magnificent princess the colossus of the event
and this means war for any by the name..."MAN"
she hath a charm that would make one slay a dragon
if that were the avenue to winning her heart
The kings arrival stirs every spirit
echoes of gusto engulf the atmosphere at hand
with immense pride he wields his golden spear
a symbol of authority and power for he that claims the throne
and that marks the prologue of a remarkable event
manifested by an heavenly ballet
stars thousands across the heaven roofed coliseum
Agana the Kraal champion stands his ground
like the legendary Minotaur he's quite a scene
blood shot eyes,wrinkled face,he posses for a challenge
and the answer to his quest............."grave silence"
not a single"MAN" is brave as
to lose his head in the hands of Goliath
not a single soul felt David worthy
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