Found In An Old Suit of Armor

by Donna

I was captured on the field of battle fair And delivered to a maid with golden hair, "Obey me," spake she coyly with a smile, "And I will free thee in a little while."

"But command me!" I exhorted "And I'll vanquish any deed

Then return me to my people, with great haste and utmost speed."

"I'll return you when you're ready, even though you are a knave

For warring with my people." said she, "Now, begin to shave!!!

My suburned cheeks were hairless in a trice. The maid said sweetly, "Yes, that's very nice. Now continue with your blade from chin to toe. I'm a modest girl and so, for now I'll go."

"Stay, fair maiden," I entreated, "for you surely must be daft!"

"Nay, Lord Frederick, Get thee started, top and bottom, fore and aft,

Or my father, good Lord Hubert, will make thy neck a mess."

With a swish of hips she left me. So I started to undress.

The razor moved quite slowly in my hand But eventually it sliced off every strand Then to my horror intered through the door, The maid complete with giggling handmaids, four.

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