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Getting Through : Creative Writing
Lancelot | from Free_Dom_Fighter - Friday, August 09, 2002 accessed 1332 times No, I am not under the influence of powerful, illegal drugs! :-) LIKE, ONCE UPON A FAR OFF TIME Within the land of Camelot There was a brute but well-known knight Known by the name “Sir Lancelot” NOW HE WAS KNOWN A MAN OF WAR And not some scrawny, geeky snot But yet he’d rather ride a lass Than ride to battle fighting Scots WHEN MEETING GIRLS HE’D WASTE NO TIME He’d take them straight off to his plot Then pour the dame a drum of ale And put his “lance” into her “slot” YET ALL THE WOMEN LOVED HIM SO They loved his locks, and loved his cock They loved the way he’d ride bareback When off he’d take them for a “trot” BUT THOUGH SO DEARLY HE WAS LOVED For all the ways he made them hot They wished he’d aim his “arrow” straight Because he often missed the spot AND WHEN HE WAS AWAY AT WAR And all his girls were on BOYcott They’d laugh out loud at how they knew He was as dumb as a kumquat! ONE TIME RECALLED WHEN HE CAME HOME Looking quite drunk and wearing squat He tried to find Colette to “joust” But stuck it in an apricot!! --- AND SO THE MORAL OF THIS TALE In case you cannot see the plot (Or think that it’s all tommyrot) Is: “Learn to make sweet love, not war” ... Or else you’ll get a nasty swat! |
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