Lancelot Poems - Poems about Lancelot

Guinevere Was King Arthur's darling dear, Once day, she said, "I'm sorry M'Lord, I gave your nephew, Mordred, your sword". Mordred was not a man one should entrust. King Arthur was a bit more than nonplussed. Guinevere said, "Don't sweat it", But the king would regret it, As the weasel dispatched him with a thrust. The Knights of the Round Table all missed him and...

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Quincerra queen of the white horse had a full load today But she made an exception when she heard of the lost foal. She said, I can easily tackle my list of have-to-dos another day. For being the savior of the white horses was her ultimate goal. Lancelot, the white horse, was thrilled to meet his queen. He knew she...

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It was at first glance. That I took a chance, Had whirlwind romance, And fell for Lance. Who was from France. He asked me to Dance, Then put me in a trance. Next I started to prance, A weird circumstance. He said he did freelance, And needed a cash advance; Was it all happenstance; that he asked about finance? Alexis Y. 11/20/2020...

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what a pen is without a word what a night is without her...

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King Arthur wants to dance But Lancelot brought his lance The King could only prance...

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Jousting only because of the kings pleas, lanced once too often feeling apathy, drinking from cup, holes sprung much, feeling like a piece of holey swiss cheese. 11-14-16...

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My hero of late is my son, Lance. He's nearly eight years old. No one can tell him who he is. My son, you see, already knows. When others seek to change him, He clings firmly to his way. He's not afraid to be himself, No matter what you'd say. He's not bound by conformity He's not hindered by your thought He likes pink and...

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Queen Genevere was held captive in King's Arthur castle, and locked up in the tallest tower, she sent for Lancelot; he finally rescued her on a fast horse that loved to trot, and while galloping into the shadows of the forest...didn't they tremble? Did she fall in love with Lancelot...because he was the most handsome knight? Was it his sweet...

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There was a camel that trots a lot, He trotted his way from Camelot; With tasseled fringe and jeweled saddle, He fiorded rivers with a golden paddle. Up the dunes and across the sands, He traversed all the way to Arab lands; Where there is no water to pump, So he carries it in his camel’s hump. On the way from Camelot, The rider...

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In the garbage lilies may bloom Yet in its odor will always loom Faint traces of its abused past Wounds may fade but traces last Had heaven pity on this fool And struck her down dead where she lay That she did not see another day Mourned in loss and wasted away If I tore out these eyes of mine And blinded to the...

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Little Lucy Lancelot lunching on an apricot, Looking like a lovely London lady. Bully Billy Ballantine wants to be her valentine, But Lucy loves the goodly Graham Grady....

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Lancelot left his friend sir kay snoring Took his garment and he wore He rode into the woods singing He saw a glade and the quartet as they swore The quartet,loitering in power thought it was sir kay Sir Sagramour charged at lancelot, they clashed Lancelot stood and was down in disgust Ector carelessly proceeded to him, but was slashed The third,Sir Uwaine...

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You have took what was mine and to you I feel it fine for I do not sit and tarry on the past that makes us werry. But that lady in whom you trust may fill you head with hate and lust So be careful of that Guinevere It took me only but a year To find the pain that lies in her to...

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