The Knight at Fallshire Faire
By David of Bagulay (mka David Bigelow)
Come listen a while and I will tell of a blacksmith and his wife
And how they came to Fallshire Faire and found unending strife
But it's all in fun and only serves to make you all awareÊ
Of the glorious good humor of the people at the Faire
A brave young knight was kissing the blacksmith's wife so bold and quick
The blacksmith crept behind his back and grabbed him by the neck
The knight was startled to find himself a-dangling in the air
ÒWhat really effective kisses have these ladies at the FaireÓ
Chorus: Fallshire Faire my friends, Fallshire Faire
The knights do battle near Seattle in their armor there
The husky smith then growled a bit and did himself assert
He squeezed the knight in a hug so tight he scarce could bear the hurt
Through the crackling of ribs the people near said of the pair
ÒHow inspiringly affectionate are these people at the FaireÓ
The blacksmith grabbed a chicken which was all there was at hand
And with it beat the knight as across the tournament field they ran
The battling knights upon the field did drop their swords and stare
ÒWhat really unorthodox fighters are these fighters at the FaireÓ
Chorus
When the blacksmith and the knight came to the dancer's place
They were trying to kick each others' shins at a fast and furious pace
Which made the dancers jump with joy and shout out loud, ÒWhat flair!
What strange and awesome dances have these dancers at the FaireÓ
Then the knight cried out, ÒLet's rest a bit for I feel as heavy as lead.Ó
And the blacksmith said, ÒWell have some ale,Ó and poured some on his head
Which caused a drunkard sitting near to weep and say, ÒHow rare
How generous with their ale are these people at the FaireÓ
Chorus
Then the knight hid in a potato sack but the blacksmith saw him hide
He beat the sack with a big long stick as to the cook he cried
ÒI'm mashing your potatoes,Ó and the cook could only stare
ÒHow curiously helpful are these people at the FaireÓ
Then suddenly a sword stuck out of that potato sack
Followed by the knight who cried out, ÒNow I'll get you backÓ
And as they ran cavorting off the cook sat in his chair
ÒHow absolutely crazy are these people at the FaireÓ
Chorus