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The Traveler's Tale # 59

Gunslinger
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since 1999-10-09

Posts 901
TX, USA

0 posted 2002-10-07 09:53 PM

Ah, there's a lad! to take me kit-
An' open wide the door.
Why ye can poot it over there,
Aye, there upon the floor.

An' is the keeper o' the inn,
Aboot? I'd speak me piece...
An' set in yonder ingle nook,
An' warm me at the bleeze.

Faith! Cold, Aye! I wou' say it is.
Yon winter wind 'as bite!
'Twas more than passin' glad I was,
To glim yer cheerful light.

I'm mindfu' o' another time,
Upon the Asian steppes...
To stray aboot in tha' dread cold,
Resulted in yer death!

Aye, I were once a legionaire,
A gladius, me blade...
I won me freedom in the ring!
As fightin' was me trade.

Ah, so long a time 'as past,
Ye'd think me dead wi' age.
But ye can see 'tis not the case...
What's 'at? Am I a mage?

Nay, lad, per'aps immortal,
'Twould be the better word.
'Tis many courtesans I've known,
An' poets I 'ave 'eard.

An' tales? Aye, I could tell a few-
Aye, yarn til dawn grew pale.
We oldsters 'ave to 'ave our rest,
So goes the Traveler's Tale.

[This message has been edited by Gunslinger (10-07-2002 10:03 PM).]

the_loner_23
Member Ascendant

since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

1 posted 2002-10-07 09:53 PM

I like this a lot

Cold hands means a warm heart

regards2you
Member Elite

since 2002-10-01

Posts 3940
California

2 posted 2002-10-08 12:24 PM

Creative. Fun read.

Pat

without surrender, be on good terms with all persons...

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