Adventures are famously dangerous and uncomfortable, but that's not all.
Deirdre M Murphy
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The dinner was good, her friends gathered round her
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The sword on the wall, where she hoped it could stay
The cat on her lap blinked and offered a soft purr
It was cozy and comfy, the perfect end to a day
Though she wouldn’t admit it, the knight was quite bored!
Though she petted the kitten and tried hard to smile
She’d killed all the monsters, this was her reward
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But to be honest, it just wasn’t her style
She’d complained with the others, of hunger and cold
Of pain and exhaustion, of days covered in blood
She hadn’t thought that heroes would one day get old
Or that peace could rush in like a sudden spring flood
She took down her weapon and trained in the night
She jogged and danced her way through the day
If she might be lucky, there’d be a new fight
She had to keep ready, or she’d miss the fray!
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