Thursday, June 10, 2021

GENDER OF JOUSTING

Wind kissing silver balls leaving them dancing
Fest's here! Perhaps a new beginning? 
Flowers and men, ain't what I'm thinking 
For I dream if I would ever learn jousting 
All folks there, shouting for their parties, 
Lances meet kissing blood out of their bodies 
Less pain more fun, paying blood for victory
Would love to joust, can't think on the contrary 
As a rendezvous there for an ardent ambition, 
Wish it didn't have a gender for vexation.

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