Lack of Daze of Whimsical: The Jack of all trades

There was a jack under attack by a pharoah crossing sand
His trade skills were always in demand
He raced and he pondered
Like a regular desert wanderer
About his quest to save a prince
He was to take information
Cross the land
From Desert
To Sea...
But what he lacked was money.
The prince was in a German Forest
Under care of Merlinus
Learning the craft of the warrior blades
Witchcraft and Spades
To throw a knife
To yield a sword
An upper statesmanship
To be the prince's reward
He had to learn to protect himself
For his fiefdom
Contained much wealth
The Jack knew the tarot tarp
Was torn
So he crafted a new carriage to adorn
A Flag of a new general
A leef of new season
A trade is a skill
In every season.

Lack of Daze of Whimsical: Tu nombre es Ole

Tu nombre es Ole
Today and away
Tu permissione es mios
Tus hace frios
Tu limbas dios
Que callasta nios
The prince was discouraged
About the people of the sand
Que callibra denida
Que callibra clana
The Paladanedium patrol
From assasins reaching their goal

Lack Prologue

There is a prince in every venue
For a woman with a menu
There is a price for everything
Not as easily purchased
As a Diamond Ring
Here to wander
In the mind's eye
Or live a life
With some reason
Not to die
Lack of Daze of Whimsical
Not by choice
But by simplical
A sturdy rod
Deserves a sturdier foundation
Here is the epic
Under elevation
Or tightly knit
Like a priceless prince
In my eye
Hard to convince
To the public
Who I fear
Tell me again
What you hear?