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Date Posted: 21:14:38 11/18/99 Thu
Author: Lady D
Subject: Lady Dolomite II

Lady Dolimite Two

As I left my Belamore
in the stable, in the hay
I feigned I did not to hear
his parting words that day.

Belamore must be protected
from Lord Justin's stable ears
for he would have him murdered
if ever found him near (me).

I hurried off to see the queen,
his majesty out of town
the crowds cheered for Sir Dragzfuth
"He brought the dragon down!"

I passed a hacking woman
'tis Janora, our court hag
she heading towards the stable
to Belamore, her stag (no doubt).

I had not time to think of that,
(tho' I shuddered at the thought)
I must go and find the king
I have but one sure plot.

I approach the looming castle
rush to see the queen
I seek her private chamber
to find a lover's scene

Seeing her beneath the sheets
with Mortcane, the silly fool...
'tis not my Mortcane, king of fools
it be Dragzfuth with his tool! (or was that a sword?)

So unnerved, I ran to find
my dear friend, Belamore.
Mortified was I to find,
he and Janora on the floor! (Woe is me)

Bel then scampered to his feet
Janora disappeared
I saw my horse saddled side
that's when my temper reared.

"Belamore, what have you done?"
he answered, "not my will"
"Tis the orderes of the queen,
I am subject to fulfill."

"Is there no one I may trust
in this WRETCHED STATE?"
My heart now turns to ashes
for it be full of hate.

"M'Lady there is note for you" (Belamore)
"A letter, whence it came?" (me:)
"Ezella gave to me last eve,
caution, could be a frame!"

"Fear not my, Belamore."
I look into his eyes
"You will not have to worry long,
but, please forgive my lies."

"I shall go and take thy steed
and find thy king Mortcane,
it be heavy clouded day,
I rush to greet the rain!"

(I read letter, pocket the poison)

"Give word to street wench, Ezella
tell her I must think,
it may or may not be
the queen to whom will drink!"

The steed then rears and neighs the air,
I ride like a boy,
"Fear not, my dearest friend,
I have a clever ploy!"

Riding into the greenest hills,
I take the poison in my hand,
there is someone in the distance
beneath the maples stand.

I see it is Lord Justin Case,
whose title was not earned (in battle anyway)
it was the queen's sordid ways
from what I've come to learn.

My fingers in the shape of an L (on my forehead)
I continue riding by,
although I am through with him
I cannot help but cry.

...to be continued

DeLana

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