Best Squire Poems

A young squire set off
through the dark woods
he was on his way to town
to find adventure and fun

When he was set upon by villains
bravely he fought them off
his sword now blood-red
on toward the town ahead 

Then a fearsome dragon
blocked his way with fire
he strung his...

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I knew a man who always traveled,
 he worked hard and was ever on the go.
He said that he would like to own property,
 a Squire or Country Gentleman, as you may know.

I could not believe it,
 as one day he came with cash in...

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I'm twenty seven years old
Not, old by any standard
But, in my world...I'm seven
Seven years removed from an IED
Seven years away from the day that changed me
Seven years into my new life
We were on a routine mission
If you can call anything in Khandahar
routine
Convoy escort, some press...

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I suppose that nearly every town has its share of self-appointed snobs,
A few old crabs and the usual crowd of ordinary Bills, Jills and Bobs.
In our fair village there's a character whose name is "Squire" Squab,
Whose well-known eccentricities stand out among the seething mob!

No one...

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Squire - a recollection of war
I'm twenty seven years old
Not, old by any standard
But, in my world...I'm seven
Seven years removed from an IED
Seven years away from the day that changed me
Seven years into my new life
We were on a routine mission
If you can call anything...

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A fine country squire name of Zachary,
Made a fortune in his haberdashery.
The ladies and gents,
Put out a fair pence,
In return for the good squire's advisory.

He fancied a dowager lady,
Known as quiet, fastidious Miss Sadie.
She was quite a good looker,
Also a good cooker,
But there was two...

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Country Squire that owns this estate
Surrounding land and many lakes
No longer comes on scheduled time
In the village he mostly awaits

On his white steed he often climbs
To the estate he comes anytime
Brings a lady by his carriage
Wants a soulmate's love that's sublime

On estate he has advantage
Where...

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Angel of fire, followed by faithful right hand,
the squire of no desire, he's lonely, old and tired,
but his war is a death sentence from over, 
years made him bolder, while also much colder,
a crack away from snap, snap away from burst,
stomach hurts, tear and squirts...

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