With one foot over the other he traveled
along the path and up the dell
and canter with sword in hand a swinging
and still he was able to stand and find his way back
the ladies would swoon with his will to pursue
despite his pale pallor, sweet sweet Tervorn
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The Hangover
Submitted by Mildwynn on July 17th, 2020
