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    What I call getting into a tight hole

    The knight´s fall was so deep
    That he instantly fell asleep
    But the lady fair
    Pulled his hair
    He woke up feeling a sheep.
    "You can always find something better than death."
    Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm, The Bremen Town Musicians

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    The Knight errant tilts at yet another windmill

    Through the haze the knight tried to see her
    He clinked and clanked with onomatopoeia
    She smiled sweetly
    He blushed completely
    And said to Evelyn - "Art thee Dulcinea?"
    Some people call me Maurice
    'Cos I speak of the pompatus of love

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    Knight Without Light

    In a hole there once fell a brave knight
    Who thought when he fell things ain’t right
    But sweet Evelyn’s kind
    And he’s out of his mind
    Since she kissed him and turned out the light.
    Last edited by YesNo; 05-13-2017 at 12:24 AM. Reason: dismal grammar mistake
    Le cœur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît point. --Pascal

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    I think they've "fallen" for each other

    Evelyn, down in a hole just sittin'
    With a knight whose head was a splittin'
    Wake up sweet prince
    Words I won't mince
    Like you to me, I for you, am smitten
    Some people call me Maurice
    'Cos I speak of the pompatus of love

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    It looks like Evelyn got her man

    As a knight pure and true he must ride
    But he fell and then couldn’t decide:
    Pick the angel or babe?
    And the choice that he made
    Led to hell but with Babe by his side.
    Le cœur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît point. --Pascal

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