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Antiquity

If we'd lived in olden days days of yore the golden days and I were a troubadour I'd serenade you with my lute unless I had a flute to toot or go more than the extra mile and sing a song to make you smile not with the end of a lance would I beg my lady's favour but gallantly request a dance mayhaps a carol we could savour to fight and kill the dragon and do it all with no fear I'd pull Excalibur from the stone for my dear Guinevere

Copyright © Martin Howard Samuel

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