The indulgent later stage of Arthur’s Camelot experiment

Fuck Shug I’m a medieval knight

Cut you in half if you come inside

My range, swinging with rage this wraith blade

Kingmaking, received from a lady in a lake

She teased me, led me to a place all green and bid me take her

Splayed, staked, naked in the glade ashamed, noble Arthur betrayed

An hammerblow hit the round table splitting it in twain

A Yuletide challenge for brave Gawain

Night-armoured, stately in stable

Muscles bulging like taut cable, ringmail best available

Yet grace, capons and capers

A familiar sight at the stables

Myy blade hangs ever by my side

And we are not parted

I am gentle but do not start it

Gladly finish what another dishes

I am quick and vicious

Ruthless and efficient machine made for killing

I have rapined and pillaged

Razed entire a dissident village

To bring about Arthur’s vision

Glittering cities

No one within them, save a meagre elect living in delectation.

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