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I dub you an umbrella knight!
So now you go, you go and fight
The rain, the wind,
The stormy night.
You are a shield,
So show the world
What you’re made from,
I know you’ll mold
To be a hero; and on your tomb
The crown of thorns will sprout,
And bloom, my dear.
You should be strong, you must be stout.
Yes, you will die,
But it’s the path
For strong and brave –
Now, don’t you cry,
Embrace your wrath,
And fight yourself into a grave!
The hailstorm hits,
It leaves the pits
In mellow earth;
But you are fighting for the cause,
Of course, you fight to win –
But suddenly at someone’s whim
The breach in your umbrella grows,
And you get wet,
You knit your brows,
You swell, you melt
My sugar boy.
This is the end,
My dear sweetheart.
You were a toy in Nature’s hands,
It’s sad and mad; hard
To accept –
– the way it ends.
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Comments (1)
Poor old faithful friend and stalwart knight! May he rest in peace.