Brave slave

Be my brave slave and I'll shackle you gently and even be your knave
....be gone she said for I'll give you the knee and tie you to a tree

But I'd LOVE your hand and look after you well and even tell you how to be
.....alas she said, there are feathers in your head for I'm already me

You'll lose me then to some young thing and forfeit a life of bliss
......So be it then. I'll take a pen and write the book of sorrow,
and when you look again you'll see I'll still be me tomorrow

I'm brave and strong and seldom wrong, be mine! My very last offer
.....I'll pass she said for chivalry's dead, this trick was most uncovered.
We'll stay right here and drink a beer, enjoy a life untethered

MgM (c)