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.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment