The Ballad of Chickens the Exile.
A wry fighter
And his woebegone lass
A lanky youth
His fate already cast.
He set out on his noble Steed
Heading for the horizon line
Not ever having realized
He had left me behind.
I tried to whisper
I tried to tell
But my heartbeat was too loud
Down my ego fell.
there away goes duke chicken
there away my love
My heart is broken (spilt asunder)
By his rugged mug.
there he rides away to save
Another damsel in distress.
I need a tower and some hair
And Rapunzel’s dress.
If only I was by his side
On his trusty steed
riding to the sunset
He is all I need.
Now if only he would consent in a legal court of law to love me and cherish me until death do us part, I could stop stalking him silently.
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