Story of a Wayward Lass
Story of a Wayward Lass
"Once I had a sister fair, light of spirit, danced on air. Simple were her wants, and so, people loved her even so."
"Then one day a tinker came, rolling along with his dodging blame, for a tinker finds they cannot miss, getting into trouble over a kiss"
"So my sister, he did see, skirts raised up above her knees, (she was wading at the time, in the lake, it felt sublime)"
"'Ahh', he said. 'Ill kiss this lass, for she has a lovely ....'. And so he crept up to the creek, and quickly kissed her on the cheek"
"'Eeek!', she cried. 'Who are you?' And at him she did hurl a shoe. And scampered off he quickly did, and in a barnyard he was hid."
"Now I was working in the field, when heard I of the kiss she'd yield'd, to this tinker, of such shame, so my blade and I sought some game"
"Off I went to skin his hide, for my sisters wounded pride. Yet when I found him, I was shocked, for what he did my world did rock."
"There he was, within a stable, and there a cow, seemed most willing and able, and on that cow he did plant, a kiss that no one else could grant!"
"'Here now,' said I, 'What do you mean? Kissing a cow, it does seem, that fickle are you for did you not kiss, my sisters cheek.' 'No, your amiss.'
'A swan I thought your sister see, than now this cow has my fancy. I am in truth a little daft' And at this I could not help but laugh.'
'And so my blade I did sheathe, and told the tinker he should leave. And thus when he finds a wayward lass, he looks no longer at their....'
Invictus finishes and puts away his lute.
by Invictus
