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Lancelot

Posted to Action Poetry




Why, she simply can't bear the pain
When will her watchmen
be put to sleep?
Will his majesty leave her sight?
Does she get tired
of sitting around?

She'll walk with me in the rain
But will my lady
come calling for me?
When will she say that it's alright?
When will the queen
put down her crown?