Who Will Have The Lady Over?
The sun was not shining the day
My lady rode sadly away
I saw no gleam of tears
I'd had a few beers
So I drunkenly begged her to stay
I might have to press my new pants
For tonight is the annual dance
And I must woo a new lady
Who's nickname is Sadie
Will I capture her charm, savants?
Or, perhaps , she'll polish my lance.
Or pierce me right through with a glance
New love, bright, unknown
With a stumpy Troll clone
Is an adventure of retreat and advance.
A chance she decided to give me
After smiling at me rather stiffly
My lady turned her horse's head
Then I went to bed
And she followed me into it swiftly
Contributors: | N, Karen, F, K8, Gussie. |
Poem finished: | 22nd September 2003. |