Just a little sweet story...
I am a tomboy. As a child I wasn't sweet or mild, I needed no toys
and no dolls but bows and arrows I made myself. Sometimes elf, sometimes she-knight, rescuing boys from trees instead of them rescuing me. Already protector of the weaker, I got into fights, got beaten up, but never gave up.
Leader of rebellions, always Robin Hood, never Maid Marion. Alone I stood and alone I fell.
Now, I am all grown. Tonight I trade my armour for a ballgown. At last I found my hero. But just in case, I am keeping my bow.
- Category: Humor / Comedy
5 comments add one below
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
It is very sweet, Frenchie. I hope his armour stays shining, but very sensible to keep your options open.... but you're allowed to be a bit aquiver :-)
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Frenchie about 8 years ago
hehehehe.. Neville.. I love the quiver bit :-) Thank you.
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Elizabeth O. Smith about 8 years ago
Oohh very nice!
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Iarwain Olofsson about 8 years ago
And right you are.
Always on the watch, to - just in case - return Amor's arrow ;) -
Michael D. Brooks about 8 years ago
Ha ha. Smart move on her part.
