CONFESSION OF A TARNISHED KNIGHTA Poem by DONALD EISSLERHaving fun being a TARNISHED KNIGHT
. I am a Tarnished Knight, Saving maidens in distress. Cannot save them all But I do my very best.
. The keyboard is my steed, Words are my sword. I write words of wiz-dumb So they are never bored.
. I write all the words That they cannot do. I can make a tear drop Or maybe even two.
. I can make them smile Even when they're blue. That's what a Tarnished Knight Is really supposed to do.
. How I got my tarnish Was from things I used to be. Banished from my Kingdom I did have to flee.
. Once I was a jouster, In King Arthur’s court. Never had a jousting stick, Just a keyboard of some sort.
. I wrote words of love And let my passion flow. Wrote one to Arthur’s wife, Woops!!! It was time for me to go.
. So I started writing To all the damsels in distress. All my words were loving, Came from deep within my chest.
. So, if you’re feeling lonely Feeling kinda blue, Tell me what your problem is I will see what I can do.
. Only thing I’ll guarantee Is that I‘ll make you smile. If you like the words I say Come stay with me a while.
. But if you have a husband, A boyfriend or you’re gay, Please don’t let them read, Not a single word I say.
. Now this Knight he lives In peace and harmony. Having to move once again Will be way to much for me
tk © 2011 DONALD EISSLERAuthor's Note
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