Tulsa, OK, USA
###sorry for this departure but I just love the stories of chivalry and swordplay###
Flashing steel cuts through the night,
Four riders in their moonlit flight,
Persued by horesemen weilding steel,
Knowing they will never yield.
The four outride their angry pursuit
And pause just long enough enroute
To set a trap for those who follow
Their elusive quarry into the hollow.
The four riders wait and watch in silence
As their pursuers race with violence
Into the trap where their horses are snared
Flesh being torn and teeth being bared.
Then mount up the four and into the night
They ride by the moons waning light
Toward the shore where the ship does wait
Where the evil villian holds his bait.
Aramis, Athos, Porthos, and Dartegnan
Ride through the night with abandon
To the ship where the lady waits
To certain death by the hand of fate.
The four ride up to the quiet ship
As the villian stands and lets word slip
"You'll never leave here Musketeers!
You're in it now up to your ears!"
The trap is sprung, foul villian roars
As swordsmen fall upon the four,
And flashing steel and curdled cry
Cut through the fabric of the night.
As blood and steel quickly combine
The four cut through the evil line
And reach the villian at his perch
Worn and ragged but full of verve.
Athos calls for his surrender
Porthos holds him as he quivers
Aramis prays for his immortal soul
As Dartegnan moves below.
Porthos trips and the villian grins
As Aramis is taken by evils' twins
And Athos draws his sword and moves
To match the villian's swift shoes.
The villian draws and flings his steel
And Athos relishes the feel
The combat short though most complete
As the villian falls at Athos' feet.
Maiden rescued, work here done
They mount up strong yet again
And back to Paris they quickly ride
To join their fellows at the Queen's side.
Once I was brilliant, now I no longer shine, but the twinkle in my eye speaks of another time.
[This message has been edited by RSEvans (edited 11-30-1999).]