So Much for Chivalry

I came to her in polished steel, upon a
Steed, a knight, whose only duty was
To rescue her from villains. I saw many
Near. She scowled. She could defend
Herself. “You leave bruises when you
Hold me. Shed that useless armor
Or you'll have to go away.”



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2012-01-13 at 12:49

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