I am but a minstrel, a singer of songs.
A righter of wrongs.
And I sing to make my mistress happy.
And I sing to bring her peace.

When my voice and my lute
do not suffice,
I unsheathe my sword
And I become….

The most boring man in the castle,
with your humming and strumming
and endless “fal-lal”s –
such a shame all the dragons are dead
or I’d pack you straight off on a quest,
but instead I must just nod along
as you sing your ridiculous songs,
and wish that I wasn’t so bored,
and that I had a bloody great sword!

Apologies to Charley, who gave us the first 2 stanzas as one of Jilly’s September bricks.


3 thoughts on “Minstrel

  1. Ah man, unexpected and hilarious 😂 the poor noble knight! It may not have been where anyone expected this poem to go, but it’s great just the same. I can just picture some impatient, highly strung queen or princess shouting at him in her head. In fact wouldn’t that be a brilliant story? The princess who hated the noble knight and went after him with a sword? 😂

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