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The Traveler's Tale #3
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The Traveler's Tale #3 |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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"The coward dies a thousand deaths- The valiant dies but one", Thus wrote the bard, and thus it is- Beneath the watchful sun. The Legionnaire with bloody sword- Falls to Germanic hordes- And laughs and slays an honor guard- 'Ere chilly Styx he fords. The hunter finds himself at bay- To savage grizzly bear- And laughs, and cries, "A goodly day- I guess 'tis only fair- For many of your brethren bear- I to their deaths have harried; 'Tis only just that by your tusks I'm into glory carried". In heat of battle you can tell- The warrior from the knave- He stands and does his duty- And never thinks it brave. If I could have a single wish- I'd like to die alone- And lie upon the barren sands- While buzzards cleansed my bones- And leave the thought in some maid's heart He sought his Holy Grail- And died the way he lived...Alone. Thus goes the Traveler's tale. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I love the Traveler's Tales. Glad to see them again, Ida |
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