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The Man Who Would Not Die

The Honourable Baron Justinian Clarus

Songs by Sigurd 4.2 Bruise Marks

Alas, my lord, you do me wrong
To beat my helm so mercilessly,
For I have fought one tenth as long,
And you have a better helm than me.

Bruise marks were all my joy.
Bruise marks were my delight.
Bruise marks received and given
All for my lady's company.

I cannot see your rattan sword.
It flies too fast for me to see.
I made my shield of bristol board;
'Twas light, but failed so faithlessly.

You duck and turn, avoid my blows.
My sword you dodge so easily.
Perhaps because it's garden hose
I cannot score a mark on thee.

Although I tread the tourney soil
The marshal throws me from the fight.
He finds my armour's all tin foil
And my entry forms aren't filled out right.