I Love You But I've Chosen Me, Part III: The Bards Man
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Now I get the chance to speak
Albeit forced, albeit brief
A pretty picture aren't we just
One for the victim
the victor who's also judge
Our horses in balanced prose
dragged our corpses in gallant robes
In competition to decide:
who hurts the most when we collide?
Come one come all
Come one come all
Here comes the king
His righteous majesty
Fate has betold thee
A king should take a knee
For if he cannot bow his reign no one will allow
His head he struggled to keep
His head quickly rolling past his feet