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The Traveler's Wounds
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The Traveler's Wounds |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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The Traveler’s Tale 15 (The Traveler’s Wounds) Ah, Miss; an’ might ye ‘ave the time To men this sabre slash? I got it yester evenin’- While out to seize some cash. A coach an’ four came down the lane- I saw no threat therein… How could I know that in the coach, Were two fine fightin’ men? What’s ‘at ye say? Why stopped I them? Ah, lass, me trade ye see…. Is takin’ some’at from the rich- To feed poor little me… An ‘ighwayman? P’raps I am! I never rob the poor… An many’s glad to glam me face.. A callin’ at their door. Ah, lass, the one was six feet tall And long o’ arm and leg- An’ braver than a ragin’ bear- ‘e’d not give in ner beg. He nicked me twict an’ nicked me good Before I ran ‘im through. Why, lass, ‘twas either me er ‘im- What else was I to do? The other? Aye, he too was brave- But not a fightin’ man- ‘is arm too crippled up to fight- The rascal turn an’ ran. Enough o’ this! ‘Twill mend me wounds? Or must I hit the trail? The Queen’s own guard is comin’ ‘ard- Thus goes the Traveler’s Tale. Visit My Home Page http://www.geocities.com/montcogunslinger/HomePage.html |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Sounds like self defense to me... Hey - this is gonna be an EPIC...  |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
I doubt it, he is just my favorite character to write about. lol |
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