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Did You Slay The Dragon?!

Topping a rise comes a knight,

armour soiled and stained;

weary yet elated

riding his black steed.

 

The Princess in her tower sees

and gives a delighted cry.

She leans out her window

and hails the knight:

 

"Ho!Brave knight!

Whence comest thou?

Tell me thou seeketh me

for I wait for thee."

 

"Truly",answered the knight

"It is for thee I am come

my fair lady

and to take thine hand."

 

"I've sailed the seven seas,

toiled through forests and mires,

traversed deserts and dunes

looking for thee".

 

"Oh the joy!"whispered the lady

and cried,"My brave knight,

glad am I to hear thee but

Didst thou slay the dragon?"

 

Answered the knight,

"My dearest lady,

I have fought the giants,

conquered the orcs

and tamed the lions."

 

"Oh brave art thou

my worthy knight.

But didst thou slay

the mighty dragon?"

 

"I have escaped from dungeons,

caverns with unnamed fears.

Scorpions and serpents

I have crushed to the earth."

 

"Wonderful art thou

my worthy knight.

But didst thou slay

the fearsome dragon?"

 

"I have ridden the behemoth,

subdued the depths,

searched the clouds and

fiddled with thunderbolts"

 

"Magnificent art thou

my worthy knight.

But didst thou slay

the red dragon?"

 

"Lady,you are besot

with the dumb worm!",he said.

"I wonder if she",he thought

"has been crazed in that tower"

 

Sighing forlornly,

said the princess

"I canst not leave here

till the dragon is dead."

 

As the knight turned away

to ride back,she asked

"Whither goest thou?

To slay the beast?"

 

"Nay lady,nay

I go to slay the dunce

who wrote you

into that tower."

 

"What meanest thou

my dear knight?!

There is another knight

who dabbles in magic?!"

 

"Nay lady,nay.

He is not a knight.

He uses his quill

to weave his musings."

 

Cried the princess

"Oh mighty sir,

Oh Weaver with the quill!

Canst thou hear me?"

 

"Yes dear lady,"said I,

"What do you desire?

What can I do

that will please you?"

 

"My dearest Sir!

Oh my bravest hope.

Slay the dragon

and make me thine."

 

"But my lady

as much as I desire to,

you should know there is

No dragon in the story"

 

(Silence pervades)

 

"Oh my dear knight!!"

cried the lady to the rider,

"Slay this goon

and we shall be one."

 

Uh-oh...Time to put down the pen and run.

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pauvel-jetha
M / Indian
Published
Aug 30, 2013
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