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Subject: How i came to be a knight.

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Miles Knight

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Date Posted: 05:25:05 04/12/02 Fri

ah the times of yure,of kings and queens and mystical beings.
the olden day lores,of lards and castels,many a rightouse war.
Dragoons in the sky and serpints in the sea.
lookin around seein nothing but green land and blue sky.
burile grounds simple hills with flowers growin round the sides.
rightouse fury to keep the land in peace.
great gatherings,many a fine feast.
gold cups with the finest wines.
picked fresh from homegrown vines.
of daggers and swarods,fullbody aumor and great white steeds.
bein able to take fruit right from a tree.
loyality,proteckt and serve.
to die in battle a great respect.
to die amongest your freinds and allies twas a greater present yet.
ladies were pure nounerable in there ways.
no cheating,if she was yours,she was yours to stay.

simple dreams of bein a knight,all could come true in a single night.
to arms was the call. as the enemy swamed tryin to bring my home down.
no-one shall eneter here inless they wish to meet my swarod.
my king and queen i am at your comand.
here in the hall i shall make my stand.
go back to your chambers wait till i knock.
baricade the door,let no-one though.
the drums beat and the horns did blew.
5,10,15 there numbers seemed to grew.
i seen my own father get slewn.
from that point on it was do or die.
many inocent peaseants lost their lifes to rally by their kings side.
fires blazed from one home to the next.
but still we fought,proude and tall.
till the last one of them did fall.
stained by my own blood and that of my foes.
i went to retrive my king.
the door was shattered,but there he stood crown and all.
his words to me i shall never forget.
"thank you sir miles,my knight i am forever in your debt"
then i turned to him and said.
"sier i should thank you for makein my simple dream come true."
and so it came to pass. i was a knight at last. i knew my father was proude.
that he was watchin from the white clouds.

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